Tuesday, July 28, 2009

I guess this is why "The Best Defense" is so popular

Scientists: people prefer cockiness to expertise.
Posted by Gulliver at 10:56 PM
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10 comments:

  1. AlmaJuly 29, 2009 at 11:09 AM

    Same topic, and sad conclusion, in Malcolm Gladwell's "Cocksure" article in last week's New Yorker:
    http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2009/07/27/090727fa_fact_gladwell?yrail

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  2. AnonymousJuly 29, 2009 at 11:48 AM

    King David was bent down low
    For the author of "Fiasco" --
    "Pucker up and kiss my four-star white ass
    "Learn the real meaning of declasse,
    "And then save your lips for Ray Odierno."


    SNLII

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  3. AnonymousJuly 29, 2009 at 11:52 AM

    They say not much money is made from a book,
    Even the volume penned by a crook
    Stealing the memories of our dead,
    Bastards who bled out from the head
    And the rigor that rattled and shook.

    SNLII

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  4. AnonymousJuly 29, 2009 at 11:54 AM

    Oh, SNLII, I think that Tom is swell!
    Quit it with your "War is Hell."
    That's a tired, morbid cliche,
    The DC pundits should rule our day!
    Just don't tell Bernie Finel.

    http://www.americansecurityproject.org/theflashpointblog/bernard-finel/2
    009/07/28/tom-ricks-and-coin/

    SNLII

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  5. AnonymousJuly 29, 2009 at 11:56 AM

    Ricks is the strutting cock,
    Preaching to a converted flock,
    "This is what we did and won,
    "Forget the flesh bought by the ton
    "And my addiction to sniffing jock."

    SNLII

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  6. AnonymousJuly 29, 2009 at 11:57 AM

    It could be so very much worse,
    Friedman could be driving the hearse
    Of bad punditry and worse reporting,
    All the facts that need distorting,
    And none of it coffined in verse.

    SNLII

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  7. AnonymousJuly 29, 2009 at 12:00 PM

    And so SNLII returns to his toil,
    His anger remaining at full boil,
    Leaving the Two Toms to their sycophants,
    The copy they read really a death dance
    For all my buddies dead for oil.

    SNLII

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  8. AnonymousJuly 29, 2009 at 12:05 PM

    But these words of mine form dime groups
    Around the truth they loop their hoops,
    Each shot -- one killing of bluster or pride,
    Simplification is how the Toms lied,
    And left us to parse honesty from their scoops

    SNLII

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  9. AnonymousJuly 29, 2009 at 12:06 PM

    Each man who died got a Purple Heart
    A Bronze Star and a chance to start,
    Down the tarmac for AFB Dover,
    Then six feet under in the clover,
    And, yes, the twin Toms played their part.


    SNLII

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  10. AnonymousJuly 29, 2009 at 12:18 PM

    The Two Toms loom like twin skyscrapers,
    "Fiasco" and Times' columns their capers,
    Those dying too far below,
    Suffer punditry the Toms bestow,
    And print blood red on Toms' butcher papers.

    SNLII

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