I have just met a homophobic Canadian with no sense of humo(u)r. V disappointing. Let's call him Gordon. The world is small enough that Gordon and I know someone in common, someone who is one of my most favo(u)rite someones whom Gordon, it turns out, thinks little of. I have always thought that someone would have to be very dull and/or a halfwit not to like this someone, but now I am confused because Gordon is a grad student here (and therefore must have wits of somewhat more than half) and seemed to be affable enough. I could have put all that aside if he hadn't twice made borderline homophobic comments.
