It seems I finally got enough attention to make the official “fair game” list over at the internet femintology silo of PZ Myers and his singing sycophants. Somebody over there remembers that a long time ago, in a faraway land, I used to comment on their site. It’s actually been many years now since I was banned from PZ’s forum. I don’t know whether his recollection is tainted by time, age or syphilis, but it’s as far from reality as most everything else he posits these days.
Folks who follow me know that I end all my posts with Enjoy. Even my Tweets. Is “the cloud” running out of space? Who is that harming? As to the charges of nonstop spamming?
Probably the closet thing to a rape charge PZ could come up with on short noticed, since I haven’t been photographed anywhere within five hundred miles of his hoary mob in my life, nor are there any inconvenient rape threats emanating from my IP address. Not that it would stop him or the FTBullies from invoking their creative proclamations in that direction. After all, it’s what they do for a living. What’s missing from PZ Myers wild ass innuendo is what’s always missing. Evidence in support of his statements.
We already know PZ defines rape as a women getting her glass refilled with wine, but now we can add to that a redefinition of “spamming” that includes adding what amounts to a twenty character signature tag to the end of two hundred word comments. The man has no morals.
Call to Arms
I’d be quite open to Mr. Shermer’s legal defense team contacting me. Perhaps a court order for the complete archive of all my prior activity on PZ’s blog would be helpful in documenting PZ’s ongoing pattern of dishonesty and deception toward detractors even outside the realm of rape charges.
The truth is already out there.