Wednesday, January 28, 2009

i guess the cabbie can't help you now, can he?

NPR's All Things Considered did a feature on the Davos meeting tonight, and guess who Michele Norris asked for his sage advice about this august gathering?

Tom Friedman.

That's right. The promoter of blowjob foreign policy ("Suck. On. This."). The namesake of the Friedman Unit. Bloviator supreme. Or bloviator-in-chief. Either one works. Terrible writer and blinkered thinker. You know the guy. Anyway, Norris tosses the question of the economic crisis to Friedman who responds, "There's almost an urgency of people trying to find 'The Answer' right now, and I'm not sure the answer is here or anywhere, but people are sure looking for it." You know what I wanted to scream at him?

"Why don't you ask your freakin' cab driver what to do, Tom! He always seems to have all the answers!"

The thing that's most infuriating about Friedman's flatulent pronouncements is my belief that the only reason this matters to him is because the real-estate fortune which his wife is heir to has seen its value swirl down the bowl faster than my morning oatmeal. This is the same toadstool who thought globalization arose like a mist from the ground, rather than as the result of a conscious set of policies designed to let capital race around the world before labor could get its boots on.

Does anyone need any further evidence beyond their reliance on Friedman and Cokie Roberts that NPR is about as "progressive" or "liberal" as Cotton Mather?

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