The Painful Stupidity Continues…
After complaining repeatedly about the Doughy One taking things out of context and twisting them in order to launch a completely misguided attack against me, this is the response I get:
Suddenly we care about context?
How about this context:
Someone makes a judgement [sic] about the markings on the underside of someone’s boots based on some poor-quality photographs in which they’re barely visible.
Then someone digitally enhances the photos to reveal the marks, then excoriates the other individual mercilessly for that error, even after the error is admitted.
No need to reinvent the wheel — a complete debunking of his specious version of events can be found here. Enough said about that. Moving on…
And look where we find ourselves now: Martin Rayner has made an errror — one that he actually has yet to correct or admit. And he thinks we should back off based on some non-existent context.
Um, no. The context is quite existent and plain as day for anyone with basic reading skills and an ounce of intelligence to see — qualities sadly lacking in Twatrick, it seems. A correction and/or admission isn’t required because no “error” was made, at least not on my part. I said that Manning had “no scientific background whatsoever” was my “initial reaction” and then went on to dispel that impression with findings made to verify whether that was actually the case.
But here’s the rub, Marty: you posted some comments about Manning’s attitude toward science, and said nothing about his background. You denied his background, now want to pretend that you’ve somehow acknowledged it.
D’oh! It’s another hapless swing and a miss for the doughy slackwit, who’s wrong, yet again!
While I did post comments about Manning’s attitude towards science — something that under the circumstances are far more salient than his actual credentials, which are rather weak — I also said this: “It should also be noted that Manning was a Distinguished Visitor at the University of Toronto several years ago, where he taught a course entitled Public Policy and the Genetic Revolution.” I would think it could even be argued that a university teaching position might actually speak more powerfully to Manning’s “background” than does a summer job while he was taking an undergraduate Physics course, no?
Undeterred by his egregious faux-pas, Twatrick indulges nevertheless in some of his trademark chest thumping:
You haven’t. But the fun thing about reality is this:
We don’t need you to acknowledge facts in order to make them factual.
Nor do we need you to admit a mistake in order to criticize you for making it.
So go cry about your “context” somewhere else. Not only is there no context that excuses your mistake, but you’ve felt perfectly free to ignore context in the past.
Karma’s a motherfucker, you irredeemably dishonest piece of shit.
Can’t you just feel the love? Patrick Ross, ladies and gentlemen: proving that he is, in fact, the “Dumbest Blogger on the Planet.” Rest easy Larry C. Johnson.
* Apologies to CC for the title. Also see Twatrick get totally eviscerated here.