"Have you been picking up the Van-Heisenhopf radiation from this guy's journals?"
"Oh yeah. And the vibratory resonances from his fountain pen nib are off the hook."
"Clearly he knows too much."
"Are you saying what I think you're saying?"
"Do you need me to spell it out for you? I need that motherfucker replaced with an android capable of writing in standard Palmer method cursive, 12 point font, and I need it to fill six pages of A4 sized journal paper every day. Then scan and upload all that drivel. By the end of the month, any credibility he has with the pen-casting community will be in the shitter."
"On it, sarge."