So it turns out I was wrong. I believe Dr. Hughes was in fact pointing out that it would be erroneous to label a koala as a bear--just as it would be erroneous to label a rose as a tulip. I read it too quickly, and I made a huge error that makes me look even stupider than I am. So I retract the whole thing about the bear/marsupial gaffe; it was I who in fact gaffed.
That said, I stand by my closing argument ("Fuck you, Stephen Hughes."). In fact, I drew a picture:
In this picture, a cat has climbed up a tree and is dropping shit pellets on Dr. Hughes' fat bald head. He is wearing pumps that feel like sneakers because I bet those are just catching on now in Australia. There is also a dumpster full of human body parts and dead birds; I assume that one of his forebears made a fortune in the dumpster trade, which in turn allowed his son to be such a soft, pudgy lameshit dickwad "academic". Listen, mister: you may be hot shit in Brisbane, but to the rest of the world you're that girl in the porno who gets jizz on her face and breaks out in hives and has to leave the 'biz and then gets really fat and becomes a physics teacher.
NB: I drew that picture while taking a shit.
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