The Skepbitch brings us the mean and nasty from the skeptics, telling people things that they might not want to hear. I’m in there with my short answer to some creationist drivel “Alright, who shit in my inbox?”
I’m in about the halfway mark, but I’m above Orac and Richard Saunders for whatever that might mean.

I’m not a bitch, really. I’m actually a friendly and polite person. But…bitch is an expressive and versatile word. (It was one of abusive epithets I defined for my Honors thesis.) Used towards women, dogs, inanimate objects and men, it can mean anything from the malicious person to the nasty gossip, and can refer to friend or foe. In this blog, the “bitch” tells people what they don’t always want to hear…

There’s good stuff about Ray Comfort’s idiocy, about a device that claims to detox, killer vitamins, conspiracy theories, poems about God, Sea Monkeys in your pants, and so much more.

This way to the Skeptic’s Circle #86