Posted on 12/23/2009 9:17:17 PM PST by Brugmansian
. . . Desiccated expertise, of the kind possessed by economists, environmental scientists, and overinformed reporters from the lamestream media, clouds good judgment; Palin's life, by contrast, is presented as one of passion, sincerity, and principle. Going Rogue, in other words, is a four-hundred-page paean to virtuous ignorance . . .
Her sarcophagous appetite for flesh and slaughter goes hand in hand with her scorn for vegetariansmore, it seems, because of their presumed social class and education than because of the food on their plates . . .
Palin showed her form in her first big race, in 1996, when she challenged the three-term incumbent mayor of the town, John Stein, who seems not to have known what hit him . . . In Going Rogue, Stein is described as "relatively new to the community." "He wasn't a born-here, raised-here, gonna-be-buried-here type of hometown guy." Those darned wandering Jews . . .
Most people I know, myself included, can't readily follow the algebraic equations that explain the "Keynesian multiplier," which, in its turn, is needed to explain TARP and the stimulus package. Belonging to a tribe different from Palin's, I simply take it on trust as a matter of faith that Paul Krugman, in his columns for The New York Times, is more likely to be right about such things . . .
For Palin, it's simple. The national economy is a straightforward macrocosm of the domestic economy of the average god-fearing family of four. What's good for the family is good for the nation, and vice versa; and the idea that the family should spend its way out of recession is an affront to common sense, conservative or otherwise . . .
I just reacquainted myself with Jonathan Raban by going to his website. A must read is his piece of the Obama Inaugural Speech, where he meanders on for thousands of words, and manages both to say nothing but also to promote the idea that Obama is a brilliant writer on his own (for DREAMS FROM MY FATHER) and the finest orator of his generation. You can’t read this stuff without both getting embarrassed at the fawning tone of subservience, AND the shock of recognition at how much like tabloid gossip so-called intellectual writing has become.
As long as we’re throwing the word “tribe” around, what about David Muneton’s attackers? Were they a “tribe?”
“Most people I know, myself included, can’t readily follow the algebraic equations that explain the “Keynesian multiplier,” ...”
“...I simply take it on trust as a matter of faith that Paul Krugman, in his columns for The New York Times, is more likely to be right about such things.”
An immam might be an expert in Islam, yet I would expect him to have no knowlege of God. So too Krugman might have detailed knowlege of the Keynesian system, which would make him less, not more, likely to to be right about all things economic.
Really? How abstruse and obscure. My dictionary only had it as the stone thingy that holds mummies. I looked it up, even.
That right there is the problem.
Krugman hasn't been right on anything for decades.
Bill O’reilly schooled the clown here:
I can see Ignint from my back porch. And this reviewer is it.
Thanks for posting the photo of the old duck.
Yeech, what a sssnob. A real sarcastic gus, what? What?
What you said.
Your post was quite well written.
Jonathan Raban strikes me as a snooty ‘journalist’ who primarily writes his stuff for the reading pleasure of his fellow faggot journalists.
He admits his stupidity, and that of his associates, right there.
Besides, I can explain Krugman's math right here. It was used by the University of East Anglia's Hadley CRU:
Cheers!
Boy, he used an awful lot of words to get across his simple message, which is, “Anyone who doesn’t think just like I do, and like Paul Krugman does, is ignorant.”
I think Raban has a crush on Sarah.
Spiro Agnew's term for the MSM of his day does come to mind now and then: "An effete corps of impudent snobs." I believe William Safire originated that.
More likely Todd.
I've got an idea for you, Raban.
Let's sh*tcan your sorry ass, and then see if your charging a set of breast implants for her, (or a penile implant for him, if you're homosexual, as so many New York "sophisticates" are) and an Escalade for you, while you are unemployed, brings the family finances right around, mmmkay?
There's a little word which is probably above your feeble little mind, since you like to pretend that name-dropping a Nobel Prize winner, in the same sentence in which you admit you cannot follow his work, demonstrates your intelligence.
It's called "empiricism."
And to back it up, here's a quote from a different Nobel laureate, who *finished* his PhD (in theoretical physics) (from MIT) at the ripe old age of 21.
See if you can guess who it is after reading the quote:
"It doesn't matter how beautiful your theory is, it doesn't matter how smart you are. If it doesn't agree with experiment, it's wrong."
Cheers!
So she’s a racist, anti-semite, xenophobe Repub imbacile how cliche. What a braindead lib.
Mary Christmas
SNIPPET . . When, at 8:01pm, Pacific time, CNN called the race for Obama, we collapsed in one another's arms. Even my dry tear ducts did their job, and, for a few moments, the room swam out of focus. The champagne, whose presence in the fridge I had thought to be ominously bad karma, was opened. No toast. Just "Thank God, thank God, thank God", spoken by four devout atheists. There was little triumph in our emotion, only an overpowering wave of relief that, after eight years of manic derangement, America had at last come to its senses.
Predictable putrid prose from a Seattle sophisticate
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