And this time he’s got rather more thoughtful.
Now, I could complain about the grudging tone, the whingeing (‘The mean nasty people shouted at me’), the self-righteousness (‘The mean nasty people misinterpreted me’), the accompanying touch of self-revisionism.
But hey, I get the need to save face and pretend you haven’t climbed down when in fact you have. We all do it sometimes. So I shan’t be mean and nasty, not me.
Besides, think how much he gave us all to talk about.
(Update: here for Tribble updates. Warning: not everyone may be as kind as me.)