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I Know I’m Going to Regret This . . .

. . . but it needs to be done.

Billy “Doesn’t Play Well With Others” Beck has once again more than eloquently expressed his overweening misanthropy, not just here but at his own blog, and since Mr. Beck doesn’t allow comments at his site I figured I’d go ahead and stick the proverbial fork in the wall outlet here at TSM. It seems Mr. Beck was less than enamored of Bill Whittle’s recent video paean to Star Trek, TOS after Maureen Dowd’s attempt to hijack it for her own nefarious purposes:

If that guy is what passes for an intellect in these times, we are more fucked than I have previously imagined, although it doesn’t surprise me.

Mr. Beck expounded further at his own site on the topic, sort of (excerpts, skipping multiple contemptuous references to Glenn Reynolds):

If you’re going to take seriously someone who dresses up in a goddamned Star Trek outfit and tells you that reason and logic are impotent, in order to explain the intellectual rot in America today, then you deserve where you’re going.

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As for Whittle, he’s a wanker and a creep. Sooner or later, he will expose himself to the dumbest among you, and I am content with all I have to say about him until then.

Odd, that wasn’t the message I took from Whittle’s piece at all, but then I’m not the towering philosophical intellect Mr. Beck is and have never claimed to be. Still, somehow I doubt that that was Billy’s last word on Mr. Whittle.

Thus I generated this:

We’re just not worthy to share the planet with you, Billy. Mea culpa, mea maxima culpa. Please forgive us and allow us to scrape lick the mud off your boots, since that’s apparently all we’re suited for.

UPDATE: Billy posts a response:

You’re wrong.

Again.

Of course. That’s what the poster says!

UPDATE II: Apparently I struck a nerve. Via email:

That’s my photograph, and I’m not going to let you use it for that.

You will take it down, quietly or with an explanation to your audience —
it doesn’t matter to me — but you will take it down as fast as you can
arrange it after you see this.

It’s not worth the hassle of arguing over it. I’ve had enough of Drama Llamas for one month. Use your imaginations. Or just go here.

UPDATE III: Since I asked him, Beck sent me a picture with permission to use it for the poster. Picture updated. Who says Billy doesn’t have a sense of humor?