As you may be aware, there is a certain word (which I am of course far above stooping to utter here) which is well known to be the most phonaesthetically unappealing word in the English language. This has been much commented on, and you might be tempted to say that, as with all unpopular turns of phrase, it will gradually pass into disuse and enter the annals of other such obsolete terms as "zounds" and "copacetic". To you I say: I pity you, to be so on the wrong side of history. We, on the other hand, as progressive and socially responsible citizens, recognize this for what it is: no mere triviality like the rules of checkers or of the sport of cruising, this is an urgent matter of pressing and public importance about which Something Must Be Done. What shall you say to your children and grandchildren when, many years hence, sitting upon your knee in the perfectly just end-of-history society that Our Generation shall bequeath them, they look up and ask: Grandfather, what did you do during the war? Were you part of the glorious wave of change, or did you sit idly by tolerating injustice, raising no arms against it?
This is a trial of moral progress greater perhaps than any history has ever known. It is us, our generation, who have been tasked with this mighty responsibility. So let me be the first-- of many, no doubt!-- to say that I will be silent no more! Evil must never be tolerated-- let us be rid of this unspeakable word! Let all the dictionaries that list it be tossed into the rivers and let all who speak it be thrown to the dogs! Let its memory be blasted from all the histories, that our descendants may be blessed with never knowing its damnable face ever existed at all! Viva la revolucion!
"It will not come by waiting for it. It will not be said, 'Here it is,' or 'There it is.' Rather, the Kingdom of the Father is spread out upon the earth, and men do not see it."
– The Gospel of Thomas