Well, My Black Cat, the time has come for The Great All Hallows’ Witching Party.
We have to report that it is now The Witching Hour and the moderators and philosophers have not accepted our offering on the BMJ Blog. As promised, we will now reveal to all of cyberspace the deeply profound things that The Witch Doctor said that offended so much.
The comment referred to the opening paragraph of a post by John Coggon. He wrote:
“If I asked a physiologist to show me where her conscience is, I’m fairly sure she’d not be able to.”
As it happens, The Witch Doctor agrees totally with this utterance.
Consequently, it seemed appropriate to expand the theme.
So The Witch Doctor said:
“If I’d asked William Shakespeare to show me where his genius was, I’m fairly sure he’d not have been able to.”
If I’d asked Joseph Mallord William Turner to show me where his genius was, I’m fairly sure he’d not have been able to.”
If I’d asked Ludwig van Beethoven to show me where………….
Etc. etc. etc.”
Was that offensive?
That was the very first comment they received.
And if you’ll forgive me for saying so, very erudite for a witch it was too!
A conversation stopper maybe….
Anyway, it was consigned to the trash can!
Just like that!
No matter, soon after, another blogger crash-landed into the BMJ corner of blogosphere.
Nothing meek and mild about this blogger!
Bet they wish now they’d stuck with The Witch Doctor!
Eh, My Black Cat?
a red apple ……………………
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