The 16th Century was the golden age of the insult. Shakespeare is replete with eloquent examples of villification including my personal favorite:
The devil damn thee black, thou cream-faced loon! Where got’st thou that goose look?
One of the grandmasters of the art of the insult was Martin Luther, Doctor of Theology and heresiarch of heresiarchs. In the age of miracles we live in, someone has at last invented the Martin Luther Insult Generator. Now you, at your fingertips, can see the vituperation that flowed freely from the pen of the “pope” of Wittenberg. Go here to view it. Some sample insults:
In lying fashion you ignore what even children know! (Somebody bring in a kid, quick!)
You reek of nothing but Lucian, and you breathe out on me the vast drunken folly of Epicurus! (Ah for the halcyon days when first-rate insults required knowledge of ancient philosophy!)
You are worthy only to be mocked by the words of error! (Oh, I think that words of miscommunication could also mock me on some blog days.)
You should rightly be called lawyers for asses! (Ouch!) Continue Reading