Shockingly, Five Feet of Fecal Matter comes rushing to my defense (emphasis added):
I've been criticized for my "tone" re: the Steyn/Levant fight. I've noticed throughout my life, since I first tangled with nuns back in high school, that complaints about my "tone" indicate that I am in fact winning the argument on facts and merit, and my enemies ain't got nuthin' left.
Really? Cool! So, Neo, all your pissy whining about me and Wanda Watkins? Apparently, this means I win. Just ask Kathy.