The late Keith Windschuttle has shuffled off this mortal coil, so the Quadrant crowd—Australia’s pre-eminent formerly CIA-funded literary gerontocracy—are gathering across the country to honour the man who bravely fought the evils of leftist historiography, using, what is still known to the common man as, "facts”.

If you'd like to share oxygen with cool octogenarian racists who are, of course, morally incorrect yet aligned with the truth, join them at Thomson Geer in Martin Place, Sydney, on Thursday 5 June at 5:30pm. Full details and tickets available here.

There’s also an event in Melbourne tonight at 5:30pm, though one does wonder why, given Victoria’s descent into a neo-Bolshevik shithole, where—quoting our philosopher-king Tony Abbott—everyone is "totally cucked and gay”.

I attended the Brisbane event and was delighted to meet Rebecca Weisser. After she introduced the speakers and reflected on Keith’s allegedly scholarly work, I gently pointed out that she’d said “excuse herself” when she meant “recuse herself.” Unlike Tony Jones, she graciously accepted the correction—so I promptly congratulated her on her superior decency. Later I shared the moment with her partner Nick Cater, who suggested it was more semantics than grammar. I bowed to his wisdom and again rejoiced in having surpassed Tony Jones in character and reasonableness.

No one said it out loud, but I believe we all silently agreed: Tony Jones is a cunt.

So please, if you cross paths with Rebecca, do monitor her grammar and semantics with scholarly rigour. There's no better way to honour Windschuttle than to insist on lexical purity while politely dismantling the ABC.