We're liking Red Sonja's fighting togs.
Dream a little dream of Me.
I first coined the term at PZ's site--see here--in gratitude to Tara's single-handed take-down of the introduction of Jonathan Well's crap PIG book. She posted her modest reply ("It was just a wee bit of kryptonite I overcame"). Wells can really compress a lot of flapdoodledry into a little area!
By anti-flapdoodle superheroes, I include you, Tara, PZ, and the whole gang at Pharyngula, Panda's Thumb, AtBC (a new site for me), and naturally Gould, Dawkins, Eugenie Scott, Mayr, and Sagan, and others.
And by the way, it's a long story, and I kind of want to forget it but for this: I owe Ichthyic a big, grateful, damsel-in-distress smackeroo for defending me at Pharyngula. (Shot my mouth off, tried to apologize, got reamed by somebody I didn't expect to.)
Now, as to costumes...
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