Both Mark Steyn and Richard Littlejohn think I fancy them.
In the past few weeks, both the far right columnist Mark Steyn and the far right columnist Richard Littlejohn have responded to my detailed, factual criticisms of their 'writing' with equally detailed, equally factual rebuttals.
Only joking! Instead, they have responded to my detailed, factual criticisms, drawning on hard figures, statistics and academic studies, by essentially calling me a faggot.
After I exposed that Mark Steyn's use of figures is innumerate and that he uses urban legends as the basis for whole books, he didn't defend his figures, nor did he defend his use of plainly fake anecdotes. Instead he wrote:
"I think he has the hots for me. Next time don't be so shy, man. I'd be happy to sing you a couple of choruses of "These Foolish Things"."
(Read the blog entry here.)
Similarly, after I exposed Richard Littlejohn as an outright liar about the money given to asylum seekers and as suffering from a psychiatric obsession with gays, cottaging and lubricants, he wrote in the Daily Mail (sadly, no link):
"HEARTFELT thanks to all of you who have bought Littlejohn's Britain and propelled it to Number One in this week's non-fiction bestsellers' chart.
Many readers have written to ask if I'll be doing any signings. I'll keep you posted.
Special thanks, too, for the glowing reviews and tributes from all my friends and admirers at the Guardian and the Independent, especially the excitable work experience trainee 'Dirty' Hari, who appears to have a Littlejohn fixation.
I think he fancies me."
That's it. That's his defence. Why am I "dirty"? Because I'm gay. That's all. Unable to defend his arguments, he simply points his finger and yells - but he's a fag!
I think that means I won the argument, boys.
