The impression that I derive from all that isn't that she's crazy (at least not more so than most of her ilk) but rather that of a desperately sad attempt to appear to be interesting.Matt Cavanaugh wrote:About Twisty
Twisty Faster, a spinster aunt who's never gotten laid, likes to show off by using words like "obstreperal lobe." Twisty has been driving people out of her life by going on and on about feminist issues since the last century. She became an Internet Feminist in 2004. Before that, she was a "Gawd, why did they invite HER to the party?" Feminist. Twisty lives on a run-down ranch in the middle of the boonies, which she likes to pretend is a "wild life sanctuary" because she can only make friends with stray animals, not humans. Along with the stray animals, Twisty cares for her elderly mother, to whom she is forever indebted for instilling in her at a tender age a pathological fear of penises.
Twisty humorously calls her ranch "Dreadful Acres" because "The Island of Dr. Moreau" was already taken. Twisty maintains a laboratory at Dreadful Acres where she experiments on helpless dude animals in her scientific research into castration and parthenogenesis.
Her interests include: melancholy photography, periodically going off her meds, looking at wild animals through binoculars while wishing she was one of them, identifying dude scat, all Science except evo psych, crispy foods, and not getting laid.
Twisty would like to remind you that, not only was she highly educated, she was OVER-educated. This explains why she can't make friends with humans. This is also and why she feels the need to use words like "dudeliocentric," which Twisty's obstreperal lobe coined to describe Cardinals fans and other lower life forms.
She has worked as an office temp, a clean-up woman in a mobile home factory, a bartender, a scenester (ha, made you look it up), and a restaurant critic. Twisty can't keep a job for very long because her obstreperal lobe is too advanced for humans to cope with. That, and she blurts out things like, "this saltimbocca needs to check its privilege!" Twisty has also worked as a rock star (pictured above). "Zie Blinded Me With Science" was her biggest hit. Twisty blames The Patriarchy for her failed careers.
She has relatives with equally weird names like Tidy, Rotel Dip, Finicky, and Stingray. Twisty hopes this makes you find her family endearing, in a I-fuck-my-sister-who-wears-a-bear-costume kinda way.
Phil and Chuck, dude secretary and dude ranch hand respectively, have left Dreadful Acres, after Twisty casually remarked, "you know, I only allow geldings on my ranch." The position of chief eunuch is still open.
Twisty is roughly half a century old, which is another way of saying, Twisty ain't never gettin' laid.
http://blog.iblamethepatriarchy.com/about-twisty/
"Look! Look at how zany I am! I'm such an individual!"
That sort of thing is depressing in teenagers. In adults you can wind up pulling a muscle in your face, you're cringing so hard.