Twitter 'unverified' the right-wing writer Milo Yiannopoulos and nobody is behaving in a reasonable or sober manner about it

Twitter appears to have removed the "blue tick" (or "blue check," as it's known in the US) from the @Nero account of Milo Yiannopoulos, a writer for the right-wing news site Breitbart.

The tick is a verification badge, which signifies that Twitter has proven the identity of the person holding the account. It is a valued symbol for people who use Twitter a lot and who are afraid they might be impersonated by bogus Twitter accounts.

It is not clear why Twitter de-verified Yiannopoulos, but BuzzFeed writer Alex Kantrowitz has a fantastic account of the controversy here.

Milo - and he's universally referred to as "Milo" rather than by his surname, a bit like Cher - is an egomaniacal, self-styled libertarian provocateur whose opinions may be as much an ironic performance as they are sincerely held. I've talked to him before, and I find him both reprehensible and funny.

Here is a typical Milo tweet:

If you don't know who Milo is then you need not read any further: This really is a microscopic storm in a nano-scale teacup.

Twitter's blue-tick verification means almost nothing, and gives account holders no special privileges of any kind. Its sole value derives from the fact that some people have it and some don't. And only staff at Twitter have the power to give them out.

However, Milo has 139,000 followers on Twitter, who do know who he is. And over the last several months has become one of the leading voices of #Gamergate, and of the increasingly vocal movement of straight white men who believe that they are an oppressed minority in a society dominated by feminists and social justice warriors (SJW's) committed to ending free speech.

For Milo's followers, Twitter's de-verification is proof that the leftists in San Francisco who run Twitter do indeed want Milo to curb his voice. It's a shot across the bows. Liberal media conspiracy blah blah blah.

For his critics, it's a sign that Twitter might - just might - be about to take online harassment seriously. For years, women on Twitter have complained that if they publish anything feminist, or critical of sexism, they are instantly targeted with rape- and death-threats by a semi-anonymous army of trolls, teenagers, and other idiots. Former CEO Dick Costolo once admitted that hostility and abuse on Twitter was costing the company users.

For instance, Feminist Frequency blogger (and video game critic) Anita Sarkeesian last summer used Twitter to complain that she had "lost count" of the number of times men had sent her photos of themselves ejaculating onto her image. Those tweets then spawned this long, detailed, and disturbing set of tweets from complete strangers who, for some strange reason, felt she was being unreasonable by complaining about it.

It's not clear what the specific trigger was for Milo's demerit. The exact series of events is confusing, like Twitter itself.

It may have begun a day ago when feminist writer Holly Wood published a column on Medium describing the abuse she got for criticizing Silicon Valley investor Paul Graham. Milo wrote a story titled "Social justice warrior knives out for startup guru Paul Graham," in which he quoted Wood, and that story appears to have been the inspiration for the messages Wood later received at her Twitter account@girlziplocked, like this one:

Wood, among others, began tweeting at Twitter staffers asking its community support team to do something about people who use their Twitter accounts to send abuse. At some point, Milo tweeted this:

And then two Twitter employees noticed, and one tagged @Support, which is where you report complaints about people's behavior on Twitter:

Nathan Hubbard is head of commerce at Twitter, Michael Margolis is an engineering manager.

Milo then went on an hours-long tweetstorm, got drunk, compared himself to Lord Byron, and composed a protest song for Twitter CEO Jack Dorsey.

I called Milo for comment this morning but he didn't answer. He's probably sleeping it off.