Today, I head back to my real life; Staycation 2013 is officially over. Mostly, I did lots of stuff with my kids and pretended to clean the house in earnest. But, this weekend, I got a sliver-glimpse of the Twitter world and its finery. The best part of band camp was always the last two days.
While my concerns will turn elsewhere now that I am back to my real life, my weekend as part of Jester's Angels was fun. Not that he needs Angels, and not that he works in a crew or needs a crew to work. But, I had fun blasting haters with Beth J, Rachel, and Stephanie. These are fantastic women, and it has been an honor to serve with them. They are fun, witty, and refreshing. Thanks, ladies - you are all rock stars. I met some really nice guys, too, but the names are very confusing. You know who you are (and thanks for sending me links to the videos on the NarcoTroll).
I have learned that most of the people that oppose the work of Jester really have no substantive argument to share. In one tweet, they will say he isn't a hacker, and in the next tweet, they will say his work is ruining The American Way. In one tweet, they will claim he has no influence, and in the next claim they have turned him into the "authorities." If he is nobody, why do you spend all of your time trying to unveil him?
All I asked for was proof.
Tell me how the legal system defines hacking. Tell me how what Jester does doesn't fit the law. Tell me why you say he is only a propaganda whore, and show me proof that he hasn't given credence to the work he has done. Calling me names and telling me that I send my panties to the guy makes you sound like a dumbass. If you claim to do research for a career, be prepared to share your "research." Telling me to lick an extension cord is slightly original, but, alas, not a defense.
The weekend was, indeed, enlightening. But, I prefer tweeting with educators. They share lots of great stuff, and they work toward celebrating good work. So, I salute The Jester and his Angels. Thank you for an awesome ride ;p
PS. The thong is mine. I believe Rachel sent the hipsters. You bake the cupcakes.