Fables of the reconstruction: Have I Mentioned That Bill Quick is an Idiot?
Have I Mentioned That Bill Quick is an Idiot?
I believe it’s come up before: The “guy who named the Blogosphere” is a moron.
Inevitably, whenever the lefty nutbags mention me or Daily Pundit, the fact that I named the Blogosphere is the lede to whatever demented screed they happen to be pushing in the remainder of their item.
I can’t tell you how much pleasure it gives me to know that naming the field they have to play on drives them even more batshit than they usually are. They tried calling it anything and everything else, but the world ignores them and keeps right on calling it the Blogosphere.
Warms the cockles of my cold, hard, libertarian-conservative heart, it does. Naked, unrequited left-wing envy. It’s a beautiful thing to see.
This sad wantwit posted something else, you say?
Sorry, I didn’t notice.
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C’mon Bill, of course you’re a moron. So am I. I must be. All those times there’s the nutbags I’ve been calmly goading in the pub with a solid refutation of their nutbaggery, and they’ve lost patience, and yelled, “Jesus Christ, you’re a moron. How much is Karl Rove paying you?” I usually answer, “enough to buy the top-shelf Scotch,” and order another double Chivas.
There’s some Eddie Deezen-looking Paulbot on the loose in my neighbourhood. He was ranting within earshot last Friday about a) Prescott Bush trading with the Nazis b) all sorts of Truther madness and c) how Ron Paul was the only decent one among ‘em. That’s the trifecta of sad pseudo-libertarian wankerdom.
The old analogy of left-right politics being a horseshoe is fine, as long as you allow libertarians to be at right angles to the whole silly business. Then, topologically, it’s just a torus, and even Homer Simpson is happy with those. But introduce soi-disant libertarians like the PaulBots, and the topology changes. I don’t think there’s a trivial embedding in our consciousness that allows someone like that and someone like me to call ourselves libertarians and both believe it (or for it to be true).
Bill, you’re not getting into the spirit of the thing. I think you’re supposed to question your self-worth, or feel intimidated or something.
Similarly, when a small dog yaps at you from the safety of a car with the windows rolled up, you are supposed to feel intimidated or something.