I guess this Paul Campos guy is calling me a chickenhawk. Or maybe not. It seems he can’t bring himself to acknowledge he reads me all the time. It kind of reminds me of a guy I once knew. Let’s call him “Paul.” Paul thought he was really clever and original, when he was being a hackneyed bore rehashing childish and stale epithets through cutesy rhetorical games.

Update: Dave Kopel on Campos — and Coulter.