The Opposite of Cyber Sex
The New York Times has an article taking the piss out of Midget Mick and his hardcore video chat site. (The first hint is in the title.)
The author, Ginia Bellafante, caught Kaus and a cohort exchanging video views on the topic Ann Coulter: Hot or Nuts? Kaus took the Nut's side of the debate:
As it turned out, Mr. Kaus was reluctant to demonize Ms. Coulter, rejecting Mr. Wright's claim that any anatomization of her thinking would logically conclude that she was either (1) "dishonest" or (2) "stupid." Instead Mr. Kaus offered the counter-theory that she was a more or less sensible person whose zealotry often drove her to exaggerate.
Yes, a sensible untruthful zealot. Sounds familiar.
After noting that Mr. Kaus had been seen in Ms. Coulter's company, [Robert Wright] went on to intimate that maybe, possibly, Mr. Kaus thought she was pretty, that perhaps he had a crush.That's out of line. Kaus is a one-Lucianne bigot lover.
Getting bored, the author decides to slap Kaus's head around a bit:
One of the many pleasures of bloggingheads.tv is watching two skilled rhetoricians who rarely let loose the clamps on their assiduously framed arguments. Were Mr. Wright and Mr. Kaus ever to conduct a debate about shampoo -- Prell, say, versus Herbal Essence -- they would apply the same legalistic reasoning they bring to discussions about Karl Rove or China.
In Kaus's case, it's also as theoretical a debate as one about sex.
But she doesn't stop there.
As it happens, some bloggers you want to see and some you don't. This is not to suggest that some look like George Clooney, while others have faces meant, well, for blogging.
But she'll suggest it anyway.
Mr. Wright is a liberal; Mr. Kaus a liberal undone by all that's wrong with contemporary liberalism.
Undone, unhinged, unlovely and uninteresting.
[Kaus] surmised that if we accepted the claim that homosexuality was genetically determined, why then couldn't we imagine that there might be a gene activating an aversion to homosexuality?
Sure. And another one to explain the universal aversion to Kaus.
Mr. Wright and Mr. Kaus talk to each other from their home offices, and to Mr. Kaus I would say: Your bookcase looks like it's about to fall over, and I am worried.
Huh? Clearly the bookcase is too far away to do ... Oh.
(Thanks to a reader for the link.)