And, if you were raised in some traditions, you may even come to the conclusion that even if someone *does* have the skills of a brain-damaged duck, it's unkind to point it out in public.
To your surprise, they are minimally competent in multi-syllabic conversation - at least enough so to make threats of physical and legal mayhem. And that's about the time the funny ends.
Seems AD posted a properly anonymized blurb about a co-worker. No reasonable person would've been able to identify this dickwad from data provided without an exercise in creative proctology involving the use of electron microscopes.
From what I understand this mouth-breathing troglodyte got so unhinged that he/she/it not only threatened legal action, but to pop over to AD's (seems he knows where AD lives) and beat the snot out of AD. As a bonus, this fucking dumbass did so via text, voicemail, and private Facebook message.
This kind of takes the care for distilled cretin-grade stupidity. Essentially he's just nominated himself as AD's personal bodyguard for the rest of either of their natural days - because if *anything* unfortunate happens to AD, he's now number one on the suspect hit parade with the local po-po - even should this rockhead be thoroughly alibied, the "hire it done" thing leaves this dipshit under suspicion.
AD was raised in one tradition. I'm from another. This ding-a-ling has made, on the record, what I understand to be a number of viable and criminally actionable threats to AD. I'd suggest the dork get about the project of begging for mercy and claiming temporary insanity (stupidity isn't much of a defense, and is more likely permanent)...because the moment AD turns those communications over to the local po-po, things are gonna get exciting for our ninny du jour as he meets his new roomie Bubba the Festive at the county lock-up.
DRAT. Google Cache betrayed me. If anyone has a screen cap of the original blog post, feel free to post it in comments. BAD GOOGLE!