Meryl Yourish comments on a post by Protein Wisdom’s “Jeff” arguing that, since Ilyka Damen called him a sexist and is now misrepresenting what he really said, she is on the same level as Muslims in Britain who are bullying Burger King into changing its ice cream cone packaging.
Meryl: “Thinnnnnnnnest skin in the blogosphere.”*
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update: “Which reminds me, did I ever tell you that Lair Simon played you like, oh, a cat plays a mouse?”
You still blog? Huh. Who knew.
Yeah, my blog has lasted a bit longer than your radio show. Go figure.
I quit my radio show. Too much work. How’s yours doing?
Incidentally, I never compared Ilyka to jihadists. I described a linguistic position that she shared with a guy who saw Allah in an ice cream cone graphic. And I explained why and how they shared that position.
Of course, anyone who is willing to ignore the bulk of my writing in order to call me sexist based on a throwaway post narrated through a persona is not likely to be interested in those kinds of distinctions. And judging by your reaction, you’re more interested in building a sisterhood coalition than you are in reacting honestly to what I wrote.
Sad, really. But then, I was warned about you.
You can parse the sentences all you like, Jeff, but you did compare Ilyka to the people who think that Burger King defamed their religion with a design on the package of an ice cream cone. And though I didn’t use the label, I’d have to say they fall close enough to “jihadist” as to make no never mind. But don’t take my word for it. Let’s go to the video:
I’m sorry, I know I can be a little thick sometimes, what with being someone that some anonymous coward warned you about (for what? For being able to understand the meanings of your sentences?), but I’m thinking that when you say that an action like Ilyka’s is one and the same with the march to dhimmitude, and link to a blog that illustrates such, well, I’m failing to see how you did not say what I said you did.
But on to the next subject: I think I have the rules of engagement down. You get to make slings, arrows, and any kind of insult or claim that you like. I don’t.
Okay, but I have to warn you, I’ve never been very good at following the rules.
But I am very good at scrapping. Shall we go a few rounds?