Satire only really works from the bottom up. Satire is making fun of the rich/powerful; making fun of the poor/weak is just mean.

Although satire is often quite mean, and often skewers those below as well as those above the writer's social class.

I suspect Twitter Man was arguing for the right to pick on others, but I can't be sure.

Yeah, I'm not trying to defend his position so much as noting that calling something satire doesn't make cruelty forgivable, since that's sort of implied by the definition.

I should frame the tweet though, cause he admitted he read the quote wrong. That never happens. If I were closer to my extended family, I suspect the article about the woman misdiagnosed with CP would be flooding my inbox today...it really is an amazing story cause some shots(?) of L-Dopa really did change her life, but then they have to Go There-- the woman describes herself as a "happy-go-lucky girl, trapped in my own body"(Even quoting that makes me feel that I should be struck by lightning, actually.) Anyway, familial estrangement does have good points.(Why must I read these things, why? I just get stuck with serious thoughts all day. When it's disability, you don't even have to wait for the comments to get to the stupid bits...the "reporter" takes you right there, personally.

Well, if you're going to write mean satire, it better be better than, like Seth McFarlane at the Oscars.

I've got an interview on Skype in ten minutes. I've prepped a lot -- I know a lot about the school and everything -- and I put on a nice shirt and makeup and made sure the part of the room that will show in the Skype screen is clean. (I've tried a couple of different arrangements, and the best I can do is an angle that will show a wall, part of a door, and part of my TV screen in the background. I'd rather not have the TV there, but all the other options are worse.) (And makeup is because I realized during my last Skype interview that the combination of webcam and weird lighting made me look yellow.)

That went OK, I think. We'll see, I guess.

Job~ma, Hil.

I'm at the bookstore, and I'm even on time! Did I mention that yesterday one of my fellow shelvers wanted to discard two copies of the Best American Nonrequired reading because of "questionable content". It really pissed me off so I said I would get the books myself.

What the heck, sj?

I've been texting with my sister and she suggested I may be developing PMDD. She might not be wrong. That's a party I have no interest in attending.

I know! He doesn't seem to have a problem with the zillions of copies of the 50 shade books we get in every week.