Never Meta Pointless Argument I Didn't Want To Join

I posted a comment on The Daily Transom yesterday but it wasn't approved. That's fine, I'm sure they have their reasons — none of them good, most likely anti-Semitic — but it's their panic button to tap on and ultimately they control the conversation. (Ha, I said "conversation.") So here it is, slightly revised, a morning dose of fiber that should go right through you.

I don't know what the hell Spiers is talking about. I'm fairly certain Jesse is talking about the Gawker Stalker Map and not her original "ironic" vision of the feature. Whatever that was, it's a total stretch to say, "The irony was subtle, but I'm fairly certain it was obvious." (Ahh, the soft gurgling sounds of someone smoking the Spy pipe again.)

Actually, it was anything but obvious. [Paging Felix Salmon!] Posting celebrity sightings, unless they are fake and funny, is not (that's court-ordered emphasis) an ironic statement on a celeb-obsessed culture no matter how you twist Rosie O'Donnell's dining preferences. Just as eating dead babies isn't an ironic statement on cannibalism, it's part of the problem you supposedly scorn. That's right, I said problem. (Divine emphasis, perhaps?) Celebrities hiding among civilians to produce a "disproportionately fat human shield" is no worse an act of terrorism than what Hezbollah does.

Anyway, for her to say this was a sign that, "[Jesse] wasn't a good fit for Gawker" is laughable, especially since she of all people knows quite intimately the fickle whims which dictate most of Mr. Denton's decisions. I'd like to see where her writing sensibility works well because frankly I don't see much of it on Dealbreaker or anywhere else lately.

Disclosure: Wait for it.