Spent the morning of July 19th, 2014 read-searching St. Paul’s letter to the Romans, the Marquis de Sade’s Justine, and P.J. O’ Rourke’s All the Trouble in the World. Man, does writing fiction takes you to strange places.
All…cultures…are founded on myths….The economic interpretation of history is for the birds. Economics itself is a function of aspiration.
The whole aim of practical politics is to keep the populace alarmed (and hence clamorous to be led to safety) by menacing it with an endless series of hobgoblins, all of them imaginary.
- Krugman on the futility of trying to dumbsplain economics to politicians who can’t think beyond facile analogies.
- You don’t say.
- College is pretty much bullshit.
- Nincompoop David Brooks tries to generate traffic with the word Piketty.
- I’m shocked, shocked. (Your winnings, Cpt. Renault.)
- Fool! Many in the Ohio 8th have thought it, but you can’t say it.
- The grande pot calls some little kettles beige.
On Pádraig Ó Méalóid, Alan Moore says:
“The idea that it is not the place of two white men to ‘reclaim’ (although I’m not certain that’s exactly what we were doing) or otherwise utilise a contentious black character, unless I am to understand that this principle only applies to white men using black characters, would appear to be predicated upon an assumption that no author or artist should presume to use characters who are of a different race to themselves.