Sue Ann Levy: Bloated and Mismanaged
Just wanted to relay a fun little back and forth on Twitter today involving Sue Ann Levy. For those who don’t know her, Sue…Ann is a columnist for the Toronto Sun who ostensibly monitors the City Hall beat. Or, to quote her delightful witticism, “Socialist Silly Hall”. Do you see what she does there? You see, Silly Hall is a lot like City Hall, and Socialist is, well, the opposite of this conservative ink slinger. For our U.S. viewers, imagine Glenn Beck with a little less hysterics, the same level of hyperbole and lack of journalistic integrity, and arguably worse hair.
In any case, I’ve about had it with people in Toronto bemoaning the recent TTC fare increase (for a solid analysis of this increase check out Steve Munro’s blog). Sue Ann, of course, had to weigh in via her Twitter account:
To which I countered:
Boom! Take that. What a great use of my 140 characters. And, to my surprise, a counter (not directed at me, but I’ll take credit):
Oh snap, did she just call me a sycophant? It’s on.
Now, after this verbal smack down she went to ground. For obvious reasons, I mean I completely owned her.* But the sycophant thing bothered me. It just didn’t seem accurate. Lo and behold, sycophant is defined as (note the alternate words):
(n) sycophant, toady, crawler, lackey, ass-kisser – a person who tries to please someone in order to gain a personal advantage
Tries to please someone to gain a personal advantage? My desire to have her clearly outline real solutions to the fiscal problems facing the TTC constitutes this? Well, I suppose if you define my desire to have a transit system with long-term, sustainable funding with appropriate levels of subsidy as trying to please someone, and mass transit as existing for my personal advantage, then I guess this fits.
If this isn’t the case, however, I’d almost think that Sue Ann Levy just sort of…says random things, like some strange form of conservative tourettes. And I’m sure someone of her journalistic caliber wouldn’t just spew things. Right?
* The other option is she never noticed me and I manufactured this entire interaction in my head. I’m okay with that.