"Oh, you will, Oscar. You will."

I know he steals stuff from here to repeat at Eschaton, and I don't mean the stuff he distorts to lie about what I said,  I mean the things I says that he passes off as his own ideas.  His fellow "brain trusters" as they like to call themselves, are so stupid that they believe he came up with ideas by himself.  

Other than that, I don't know what I should do about it.  I mean, right now it would be too dangerous to go knock his stupid beret off of his bald pate and make fun of him to his face.  

And the world is going to hell, he's hardly important enough to bother with.  The play-lefties of Eschaton are pretty stupid, really.  They don't matter.