*sigh*
Fine, fine, fine.
I, Opaopajr, profess from the bottom of my heart that the OSR is:
the one true way to roleplay,
more crucial to humanity than The Renaissance of 14th Century Europe,
the culmination of the printed word to be divined by us mere mortals through endless argumentation,
accepts a handful of sanctioned schools of thought on setting variation,
a rejection of all things porcine and power sharing,
and, not to be limited to,
a primer on life and the second coming of divine revelation to a fallen world.
All other non-believers are either living in ignorance and to be pitied and educated, or heretics of the way to be purged from the shining path. For the glorious coronation of the Church of Gygax Triumphant shall be everlasting, raising up from shadow a world crying out for guidance. Amen.
There. You can now cite me as the "they" who bully you unpenitant godless RPG mongrels from the well lit areas of the world, where truth and righteousness reign eternal... (along with Otus' b&w doodles and Jeff Dee's love of bellbottoms and muscular thighs). Carry forth on your impotent tilting against windmills, for you shall never defeat, or expect, the OSR Inquisition.
Love, Your Confessor in Let's Pretend Games,
Opaopajr.
PS: And you're wrong about alignment, too. Just accept it and atone.