Expert incites then calms simple-minded scholars.
"You oughta soo 'im perfesser!" said one of the many geniuses in the Beirut Las Vegas classroom. "I agree," said another, "He's got me boiling mad." "I want my Mommy!" cried a third. And soon the entire class had run amok grabbing all the modems in the room and trying to burn them in the garbage can.
"No, kids, please. This is not a time for violence," said Mr Moustache. For, indeed, these were the disciples of none other than Jobster nemesis, Richard T Becker. And the villain of the piece? The Recruiting Animal, defender of truth, justice and The Canadian Way.
These students, apparently, belong to the Micro Ma'am's school of online communications. They don't like to mocked. But, kids, it's time to wake up and smell the keyboards. In the age of the internet, anyone can mock you, any time of day.
And they can not only mock you, they can buy favoured status from Google to put their mockery at the top of the heap anytime anyone searches a keyword they've paid to associate with a derisive description of you.
Remember that old joke: "I looked up ugly in dictionary and found a picture of your mother."? The day has finally arrived when that can be true.
So here's the scoop. Do what your teacher says and roll with it -- you big babies. You'll be better people when you don't let minor slights make you so huffy.
