I’m kind of surprised, given the glee with which you’re glad-handing the other half of this little “ZOMG u rite too much” duo that you’re not already aware, but eh.

I’ve served as a professor of literature and rhetorical composition for the last fifteen years. I routinely teach irony as part of my literature coursework.

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*uses stars as indication of strength of argument*

*leans on “u rite 2 much, u obviously are upset” as a core rejoinder*

Yup.  That tracks.  Carry on.

I’m going to wait here while you explain the irony to me.

I’ll get the popcorn, because you’ll literally be explaining a core component of my academic field to me.

I’m specifically asking that the service rendered by my wife and other women be acknowledged with a simple alteration of phrasing. That’s it. Where do you…

My wife has, on many occasions, expressed frustration and even disgust with the constant minimization and erasure of the contributions of women to the US military—and to global military history writ large.

Signal-boosting that with a fairly mild, “Hey, would you consider rephrasing this thing that only mentions ‘men’”…

That’s a distinct possibility, but see Taliesin_Merlin’s comment for a pretty solid explanation on why I’m having a little trouble with that read, specifically.

That’d be an absolutely fair read, and one I’d be willing to give weight to, were it not for your second observation.

Given the amount of time you’ve spent running around telling folks that you pity them, I suggest you heal thyself, physician.

That particular sequence is actually directly related to a real-world historical event (the spy plane, not so much the nuclear deployment):

Eh. I went to BCT. Got put out in week six due to a problem with my lungs.

That is entirely secondary to cutting out a good 40% of the force through a choice of words in the context of an article purporting to be a studied consideration of the nuances of warfare as entertainment.

Imagine being the kind of ADULT who…

Mentioning my wife’s service is not the same thing as claiming that service for myself.  Maybe get fucked with that straw bullshit.

I disagree re: acceptance of setting. High technology (bipedal, walking tanks/cyborgs/clone soldiers) and “magic” (Psycho Mantis) do not, by their existence, allow for the suspension bridge of disbelief to also connect to an absolutely gutter-level understanding of genetic profiles and genotypic/phenotypic expression.

I…

I’m gonna be that dude for a moment. I loved every part of this review, but I ask you to please reconsider the following phrasing:

You: Trots out bullshit, specious argument.

Me: Calls out bullshit, specious argument.

You: *dismisses post*

Yup.  That checks out.

Since SXRguyinMA is evidently comfortable dismissing posts calling out his specious, sophistry-laden bullshit, I’ll just leave the reply he nuked here:

Most phenotypic (physical) expression of a genome shows up in things like hair color, eye color, etc. There are also genetic profiles that dictate ability to build and maintain muscle mass, density of fast-twitch and slow-twitch muscle fibers, etc.

But the primary difference between Liquid and Solid—apart from Liquid…

Wait, wait...

So your argument is: “I have absolutely no experience with or knowledge of the specific blog that I’m criticizing, but I feel confident in declaring my expertise in how things work based on what I believe sub-labels imply. I have never read Shakespeare, and clearly don’t understand that axiom about roses…

Honk is, I think, the new respect.

Except Deadspin had been doing that shit since its inception.

It’s like the folks who want to run in screaming “BUT SPROUTS!” either all have selective amnesia, or aren’t interested in engaging in the conversation in an intellectually honest fashion.

...I’ll just leave you to figure out which one I believe it is.

You mean to tell me most star-crossed lover romances are just Romeo and Juliet fanfic without the icky age-related stuff—and that Romeo and Juliet itself was just a bite-off job of older Saxon tales, sort’ve like Hamlet was just Amleth with the letters rearranged, and that Simba is just a furry’s idea of the Prince of…

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