Wednesday, November 3, 2010

A Conversation

FLG: Hey, that dude from The Hangover lit a joint on Bill Maher.

FLG: That's Reihan Salam on the panel!

FLG: We agree with him more than probably any other person. In fact, a lot of the time Reihan's posts are pretty much exactly what went through FLG's mind on that topic, including the references to various books and papers.

FLG: And yet he's on TV and an editor or some shit at National Review and here you are in your underwear and slippers in front of the computer drinking diet orange Shasta out of a coffee cup.

FLG: But he doesn't know anything more about economics than FLG does.

FLG: Perhaps, but he takes the time to formulate his thoughts into coherent arguments without cursewords.

FLG: Fuck that noise.

FLG: Plus, he doesn't commonly write in the third person or, even worse, hold conversations with himself in the third person.

FLG: Well, let's be honest, it's not like the guy is completely sane.

FLG: But, at least, he's not as annoying as that Chris Hayes fucker.

FLG: FLG thinks Chris Hayes is smart.

FLG: Oh, he's smart. No doubt about that. Trouble is that he's wrong about everything.

FLG: FLG is confused. What's your point about all this again?

FLG: Well, why is Reihan, who as far as FLG can tell is basically as smart as FLG and has about as much knowledge as FLG about economics and is roughly as insane, on TV talking about shit and writing published articles about shit while FLG is sitting in front of his computer, diet orange Shasta in hand, typing shit for free?

FLG: A variety of reasons. Mentioned two of them before -- he takes the time to formulate his thoughts into coherent arguments without cursewords. But wait a fucking second. Didn't you say that you do this for fun and that blogging for a living would take all the fun out of it?

FLG: Yes! It's like how FLG likes playing blackjack, but there's no way in hell he'd want to do it for a living.

FLG: And you'd rather have a proctologist exam than go on TV.

FLG: True, true.

FLG: What's the issue then?

FLG: Well, now that you put it that way, nothing. It just seemed, for a second, like a vast injustice had been perpetrated on the world, er, me.

FLG: But there wasn't any injustice? Everything's fine.

FLG: I wouldn't say everything is fine, but Reihan doesn't have to worry about some crazy, pseudonymous blogger whom he's never heard of stalking him to some shithole hotel-motel outside of Cedar Rapids during the caucuses.

FLG: Whew. I'm sure that was keeping him up at night.

FLG: If it wasn't, then it should.


Anonymous said...

diet orange Shasta?! No wonder you are in the tundra. dave.s.

FLG said...

Jump to minute 42 or 43.

The Ancient said...

You asked what I meant by "higher."

It would not include "Reihan Salam."

(Though I did think that your recent grousing about Krugman was a good beginning.)

The Ancient said...

P.S. In all fairness, the last line of your self-examination redeemed the entire piece.

FLG said...

The Ancient:

Maybe I'll destroy Joe Stiglitz's or Jeff Sachs' reputation.

Dear Harvard Econ Dept:

I would like to pursue a PhD at your fine institution to obtain the preparation to rigorously destroy everything Jeff Sachs has ever published and make him cry like a little girl.

I look forward to hearing from you.


The Ancient said...

A better example of someone with a reputation waiting to be demolished is Larry Summers.

FLG said...

For whatever reason, I don't have much interest in Summers. Sure, as far as I can tell, he's an egomaniacal asshole, but so are any number of people in government, business, and academia. Indeed, Harvard probably has the largest collection of egomaniacal assholes in the world on a per capita basis.

Although, I have no fucking clue what he was thinking with those interest rate swaps. I know the Allston campus was his baby and all and maybe he wanted to keep it going even if interest rates rose in the future, but it still doesn't make sense.

The Ancient said...

Something happens at the thirty second mark that will warm the cockles of your obsessional heart.

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