If I make it through tomorrow, that’ll make a whole week without needlessly insulting half a dozen people. This time I only unloaded on one, namely Paul Krugman, in a public forum where thousands of visitors can see what an ass I am. This takes a special kind of talent all by itself, regrettably. I wish I could force accelerated evolution, but slow as bloody hell is where I seem to be. If I never judge another man, woman, child for being true to themselves and working things out on their own, it’ll be too soon. These things we learn.
(Other people learn, too, dammit! Some day I might need a favor from Krugman, he’ll remember, and bite me on the shin. Once I shake him off, the bodyguards will beat me stupid, and that’ll be the end of that.)
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