I was going to go with “He Who Must Not Be Named” for this post – which I suspect will be the shortest post in the history of my blogging career – but someone else already took that. Then it struck me that Vol-Delauter sounds a bit like the other guy who couldn’t be named.
Unfortunately, I was too busy this morning to jump on this story, what with court, and trying to finish writing motions that needed to be filed today, and all that pointless criminal-defense-lawyer stuff. I did post the following graphic on Facebook before leaving the house, but that was all I had time for.
However, it would not be right to leave it at that because, as Scott Greenfield – whose name must appear in almost every post I write [1]Lest someone think I’m making fun of Scott here, I’m not. I’m making fun of me. Because it’s almost true that his name appears in every post I write. Primarily, it’s because he’s the only blogger, besides myself, whose every post I read. And when I am driven to post something, it’s often in response to something he’s said, or at least on some topic he’s already covered. Like this one. – said:
There really isn’t much to add to such a facially laughable assertion as this, but I felt I would be remiss not to join in the Streisand-ing of Kirby Delauter (whose name is used here without permission) because this is a guy who is allowed to have a say in matters that impact on other people’s lives. And he’s a monumental dumbass.
And so’s you don’t have to do a bunch of clicking through everything to get to it, here’s the – again, as already pointed out by He Who Must Always Be Named (Scott Greenfield) – brilliant response of The Frederick News-Post. [2]And, as has been noted everywhere else, note the first letter of each paragraph of that response.
To elevate things just a little bit, I throw in some Shakespeare for my good friend, Dorrick Minnis, the lover of such tawdry, yet poetic, things:
What’s in a name? that which we call an ass
By any other name still airs its sweaty stink;
So Vol-Delauter would, were he not Delauter call’d,
Retain that putrid stench which he owes
Without that title. Vol-Delauter, doff thy name;
And for that name, which is not known just to thee,
Take all public shame.
After all, just because he has no class doesn’t mean we shouldn’t sacrifice ours, right?
Footnotes
| ↑1 | Lest someone think I’m making fun of Scott here, I’m not. I’m making fun of me. Because it’s almost true that his name appears in every post I write. Primarily, it’s because he’s the only blogger, besides myself, whose every post I read. And when I am driven to post something, it’s often in response to something he’s said, or at least on some topic he’s already covered. Like this one. |
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| ↑2 | And, as has been noted everywhere else, note the first letter of each paragraph of that response. |
