Via Echidne, we learn that Tbogg has discovered that MRAs don’t understand how social media or the intertoobz work. Also: they have totally crap spelling and punctuation:
Misunderstanding how the Twitter works, George Tierney of Greenville South Carolina seemed to think he was using his “inside voice” when speaking (tw@tting) to [Sandra] Fluke on Twitter only to find out, in a very round-about way, that she elected to retweet to her 36,000 followers what George Tierney of Greenville South Carolina had to say to her and she only did this because she is obviously racist against douchebags who like to shout stuff at ladies on the internet because, as we like to say: virtual manhood is better than no manhood at all.
Anyway, that is where I came in when I screen-capped the whole exchange and made a post out of it, which brings us to last week when George Tierney of Greenville South Carolina decided to google himself on the internet and OH HOLY $HIT! he is now kind of semi-famous for Doing Internet Swears At Ladies and now that all that money he spent on eHarmony is just f^(king wasted because ladies will not want to go on a date with him ever ever again besides the fact that all he ever wants to talk about is golf which is like the third gayest sport ever. Besides, also: boring.
Just click and behold, but beware: there be
dragons swears, of the See You Next Tuesday variety. Everyone who has a blog, please put up a post to notify all of your readers (especially those who may be golfers and/or who live in South Carolina) to beware of George Tierney of Greenville, South Carolina and his potty fingers.
You’re welcome, Mr. George Tierney of Greenville, South Carolina! (Please note the correct spelling and punctuation of “you’re.”)
Speaking of conservative intellectual history: as promised, I’ve picked up a vintage copy of God and Man at Yale (1951) by Wililam F. Buckley, whose ideas are pretty thin and shopworn even in 1951, but whose prose is nearly flawless and his spelling and punctuation above reproach. I guess those godless collectivists who taught Buckley managed to squeeze in some effective writing instruction amidst their Keynesian this and atheistic that along the way. Bravo, all of you bygone Yale proffies! I aspire to contribute to the education of such a distinguished alumnus as Buckley in my career.