To be fair, I sometimes find myself explaining the most basic of blood components to people with college degrees. I mean, really? Red cells, white cells, platelets, serum. I knew that before I got to high school, but nobody teaches basic human biology anymore, apparently.

Eh, this new To+dd is such an obvious cash-grab. I prefer old-school Todd, back when he had something to say and wasn’t just in it for the money.  

I’ve never seen any of her actual work, but I’ve found her deeply annoying every time I’ve been exposed to her.  

“A pig and cow are just as smart and we domesticated those too. The baby comparison is ridiculous. Do you by chance eat meat?”

“I’m a Gigantic Asses man myself”.

Probably the politest comment that will be made on this board.  

“It’s true. Mandela killed him. Wait, now Mandela’s dead, too?”

Which brings us all the way back around to the point: you could have simply said that the comment came off as ableist. When I asked for clarification, assuming that you intended to make the ableist point but giving you space to do otherwise, you AGAIN simply refuse to come the the point and identify it as a…

No, I don’t define when a comment is “snide”, I merely observe it.

Rather than reiterate what others have said better than me, I’ll bring up a related point that I think illustrates the . . . blindness (willful or otherwise) of white people on this issue: White privilege.

Well, I was initially suggesting that the person was not an artist but rather someone who deviated from the standard spectrum and into the autism spectrum as a way to explain the person’s monumental cluelessness about the impression he was creating with his tweets.

“ I was asking a question.”

We get it, Vago.  You’re in the pocket of Big Lisa.  

“ If someone forced me at gunpoint to watch a superhero flop . . . “

I prefer watching at my local Regal Auto Dealership.  

You, sir, have done a terrible disservice to ferrets everywhere!

Which part?  

Hey, it’s everybody’s favorite racist uncle! Let’s give him a big hand!

I mention Lies My Teacher Told Me, by James Loewen down below, which addresses these issues, at least somewhat. I believe the problem boils down to what’s the least likely to create controversy. Egypt is easy because nobody’s going to stand up in class and disagree. Anything happening in the last fifty years is…

Just like those undisclosed paid placements involving your mom and several local biker gangs.  Ha!  Just kidding!  She did that for free.