Ah, dear Felipe, thou art a jewish shill most rich, a folly dressed in finery, parading 'pon the constantly buffering stage of activism with nary a care for consequence or disaster.
Thy methods, laced with bombast and bereft of substance, lead thine followers astray, down paths of ruin and regret. Yet, when faced with counsel wise and words of warning, thou dost retort with scoffs and scorn, "Lets see you do it better my guy"
'Tis like beholding a fool, who, upon stumbling into a thicket of thorns, doth shout, "Nay, if thou believest thou canst navigate through without a scratch, demonstrate thine own path!" An exhibition most ludicrous, for the counsel unheeded is to bypass the thorns entirely, to veer away from their prickly clasp, not to tread through with more careful steps.
In thine own misbegotten quest for glory and gold, thou hast become the pied piper of calamity, leading the unwary into a mire of confusion and discord.
With each misguided step and errant turn, thou sowest seeds of chaos, reaping whirlwinds of disaster, yet ever blind to the destruction left in thy wake.
Thy acts, draped in the guise of valor, are but a charade, a masquerade of virtue where none exists. Thy voice, raised not in genuine protest, but in vainglorious self-adulation, echoes hollow 'mongst the ruins of hopes dashed and dreams deferred.
Yet still, thou standest, unabashed and unashamed, proclaiming thyself the beacon of hand some truth in a world of shadows, heedless of the darkness at thy own core. O Felipe, would that thou wouldst see the folly of thy ways, ere all is lost to vanity and vice.. Though we know, your jewish handlers do not allow you a moment to contemplate, nor would you care, if you could, fore you are not one of us.
For in thy arrogance, thou art like unto Icarus, soaring high on wings of wax and hubris, oblivious to the sun's relentless gaze. And just as he, thou too shalt fall, not from grace, for thou hast none, but from the heights of thine own inflated self-regard, into the sea of ignominy and obscurity, there to dwell 'mongst the forgotten kikes, and phantoms of misadventure and misdeed.
