I'm quite amazed by the degree to which people are getting the mocking reaction to Althouse's nuptials entirely wrong.
To make this as clear as I possibly can (especially being accused of sexism in my response, which is just all sorts of ass-backwards): Ann Althouse's entire schtick is to say calculated stupid things to draw attention to herself, act perennially offended for days, weeks or months at a time when said attention is drawn to her and it's not uniformly positive, and to do so in her carefully constructed online environment of sychophantic commenters.
What's so hilarious about it isn't that she met someone online. It's that the person she met was from a comments section solely devoted to her own narcissism, and the way in which she revealed it (by putting up an obtuse image of her trying a ring on her pinkie finger, and revealing it all over several days), was all designed to draw as much attention as possible to her. Because she is so great. And pretty. And everyone else is an obviously inferior hater. And ugly. Oh, and a child rapist.
It has nothing to do with them meeting online and everything to do with it being Ann "The Carrot Is A Dick" Althouse. Her engagement is ridiculous because she's a ridiculous human being who revealed it in the most ridiculous way imaginable. Oh, and this is so interesting because of Althouse's tendency to engage in hugely anti-feminist attacks on women simply for existing, which pretty much makes the Jezebel post the death, rebirth, and subsequent redeath of irony.
I'm surprised Jezebel got suckered by Althouse's sham embrace of feminism to enhance her own victimization so readily, especially given that it's pretty much the way she interacts with the world. If you told Althouse that she was an idiot during Kwanzaa, she would start a crusade to get you back for ruining her celebration of Umoja.
