PZ Myers, twister of theist scrota extraordinaire

is not being sued after all. A gentleman called Peter Irons gave PZ’s - er - tormentor Pivar (offended at being called a crackpot) a thorough legal gralloching here. Blake Stacey summarizes and links up the fun here.

If Mr Pivar had gone to school where I did, he’d have spent a lot of playtime running to Miss complaining about called such names. (And just as much time when Miss wasn’t looking face down in the muddy bit of the football pitch, with a few of us sitting on his back.)

Wanker.

And you know the truth about men. There are two kinds: wankers and liars.