I saw that train wreck the day after the touchpaper was lit. And, sorry, but I simply don't have the spoons to jump into that sort of shit-storm.

Especially when three of the participants are the egregious Jordan Bassior and a couple of his flying monkeys. He and his coterie of fiercely independently-minded ideological clones spend so much time in their happy little echo chamber, that any disagreement really does look like stupidity or mental illness from their point of view. Of course, they spend so much time steeping in each other's agreeable prejudices that so does reality.

It is utterly, utterly pointless to engage them. Jordan and his flying monkeys are precisely the sort of people for whom killfiles were invented.