I should—but can’t—resist.

Althouse has devoted another post to figuring out my previous one because, according to her, it contained “strange levels of complexity.”  It didn’t.  She then completely misreads the update to that post, claiming that I “beg in the most pusillanimous fashion that [Althouse] should pity [me] because [I] could be fired.”  Professor?  Someone whose life is a bad tone poem should be able to recognize tone.

Also: if your commenters succeed in their quest to discover my secret identity I’m going to invoke states secret privilege and sue you for violating it.