The Skeeter Daddle Diaries

Yeah, I thought it was a fake news story, some halfwit click bait pitting two giants of the tech industry in a cage match, kickboxing themselves until one or both succumbed to blows to their fat heads. But no, these two are engaged in a back and forth social media chest pounding, no holds barred, your mama’s uglier than my mama throwdown. There’s even talk of a pay-for-view match in Vegas.

These are the people who control your destiny, adolescent testosterone-overdosed schoolboys, punks with too much money and too little maturity, stuck with some sadly huge lack of self-esteem, hoping maybe to impress the prom queen. With bush league deficients like these mapping our digital futures, what’s to worry about? I mean, try to picture Albert Einstein challenging Thomas Edison to a boxing match, see who’s got the biggest swinging dick. But this is the pathetic state of our own local geniuses, two clowns calling each other names, thumping their fists on the ground, grunting like gorillas in tweets and taunts. C’mon, seriously?

Why not a game of chess, maybe? Or a duel on Jeopardy? Not manly enough? Not sufficiently primitive for ya? Real men would use pistols at 20 paces. You boys afraid of mortal injury? Are you cowards? Put your billions where your mouths are, I say. Fight to the death. From where I sit in the pay-for-view stands, any result would be a good start.

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