Jim Gavin versus Justin Keller, hard to say who sounds more arrogant. The rebuttal was an amusing rendering, a skewering of the of the man-of-straw he erected in “Justin” — the supposed satirical creation of real Justin — the narcissistic tech-bro so solipsistic in his shower epiphanies that he indeed sounds like ripe satire. Touche, the pith found its mark.

I just want to know how Mr. Gavin walks past homeless people. Does he pause to reflect? Does he carry small bills? Does he breathe deep to share their pain? Does he mop the occasional brow with a ready kerchief? Or has he, too, learned to get on with his day with a grim averting of his gaze. Doth he protest too much, our Mr. Gavin?