Crazy Davy Gets Out His Crayons
I've got a new post at Horowitz Watch about David's latest version of reality.
For more Horowitzian fun, read his latest at Clownhall.com. It's got everything: paranoia, paranoid speculation, self-pity, inconsistency and, best of all, really, really bad writing. For example:
In fact to propritiate [sic] the backlash was the only reason the university itself put up a modest honorarium for my speech.
Sometimes a conservative in my audiences will not be able to contain their distress at the presence of a political opponent and let their hostility be seen.
There is only one conservative in Professor Hiller's department, of course, and it was he who was pointing the finger at me.
I try to fathom what kind of teacher would do a thing this to his students?
This is the real mission that drives them not the academic filler.
This man -- I will call him Crazy Davy -- writes like an subliterate twelve year old, yet wonders why he couldn't get a job as a professor.
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