This is What I Get For Offering to Help...
In the last blog I wrote about correspondence from a young woman that apparently was not interested in scientific interaction. To review, she posted a note on the Stop Neil deGrasse Tyson from Talking about Science petition , requesting he contact her so that she could give his dim self some book learnin'. She provided an email address in this public forum. Dr. Tyson is a busy guy. He's trying to disentangle fundamental questions about our universe, and may not be surfing crackpot websites, especially those trying to censor him. To be of service, I wrote a short and punchy note to (we'll call her RK) only to earn a semi-psychopathic retort. I get it. Asking Neil deGrasse Tyson to contact you and then getting a note from Kevin Folta is a lot like ordering a pizza and having the delivery guy show up with a used tube sock filled with guacamole. I'm sure she was disappointed, but when life hands you a tube sock of guacamole, get the chips! I took the time to