…but decorum, and my mother pulling on my ear prevents me from employing the richness of the English language to insult a person, who for whatever reason has the mental capacity of a medieval skin disease combined with the decorum of a piss boy in the court of Alfred the Great, in a way to fully express my bemusement with someone so afraid of the arguments of a wife and mother in New York that they feel the need to suppress sentiments that they can’t contest with any literary or rhetorical skill due to arguments as inadequate as a eunuch in a love scene.
So instead I’ll just link to her backup site and latest post.
Da Techguy's (no longer backup) Blog 