My all-time favorite National Review writer has gone and told us something that I think I'd just rather not know.
John Derbyshire's "January Diary" includes a mention of some chap named Razib Khan. Mr. Khan has something to do with nematodes, creatures which in some instances can be hermaphrodites. OK, so Derb's talking to a science guy. That's great. MEGO.
But then Derb includes the following passage: "Razib: “Some of these species have been having sex with themselves for millions of years.” Hey, that’s what my adolescence felt like."
John, I understand the need for humor in writing; would that the legal profession's so-called greatest minds would figure this out as well. But what you said isn't something we needed to know, and it's not cause for laughter at this particular station.
Pardon me while I try not to wince and shift about uncomfortably. I'm not really sure what else was in the Derb Diary for January, 'cause I was too busy choking back a touch of bile.
Posted by Country Pundit at February 2, 2006 10:19 AM | TrackBack