an open letter to the commentator mark steyn

Dear Mark Steyn.
Your blog carries a copyright notice informing unwitting passers by that everything on it is yours, yours and yours alone.
Can this be true?
Surely you're not copyrighting that truly inspired joke referencing Sunset Boulevard to wit: "I'm still big, it was the Islamophobia got small."
Or your inspired and ingeniously insightful posthumous assessment of Nelson Mandela which dwelt honourably and insightfully on the children and young adults his wife Winnie had murdered.
Or your peculiarly witty use of the interstitial "et al."
Or your suggestion that British sex abuse cases against certain stars of the television series Corononation Street and the broadcaster Mr Dave Lee Travis were "dubious."
Or your statement that the conduct of current sex abuse investigations into some British celebrities is "Soviet."
You really copyrighting those Mr Steyn?
All your own work, eh?
Steyn?
Steyny?
How did you ever think of them?
You coalesce the vapours of existence and just pluck em out of the ether, right?
Whatsamatter, cat got your crotch?
Etc etc.
(ie Et al.)
James Healy