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Read it. This is actually a very clever idea.

Tyler Cowan makes his pick.

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Read it. Let’s all go push on a rope….

Read it. You, too, can participate in the modern movement to prolong dependence and fecklessness among the Underclass while at the same time providing employment for like-minded People of the Crust whose goal in life is feeling good about themselves instead of, you know, solving a problem.

Give until it feels good — remember, over 700 agencies across the Washingto region are trusting in your gullibility; do not let them be disappointed, or the angels (not that we believe in angels, necessarily, but angels serve as an excellent metaphor for the ebullient outpouring of human compassion and, hey, we’re all about metaphor) will weep for you.

Our boy Mencius Moldbug has a facility for sarcasm that I find somewhat inspiring. I find the concept of the “Social-Justice Badger” quite intriguing.

An intellectual crackhead is anyone who happens to be engaged in the generation, incubation, or dissemination of intellectual crack. Intellectual crack is any nonsense that is widely and confidently believed by a large population of full-grown adults.

And who could argue with that?

Read it. Cops are salivating.

Read it. In case you were curious. I know I was.

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Read it. Go, Fred.

The interesting thing about the Thompson proposal is that it will actually introduce a market (i.e. democracy) into the American tax system – and people will be able to vote with their money (which is the only kind of vote that is truly honest). And, of course, the nominal “Democrats” will oppose it tooth and nail, thus revealing themselves (once again) as the Oxymoron Party. (They’re all for choice, when it’s a choice of which they approve.)

The really interesting part is how many RINOs show up to join the Idiocrats to oppose it. A good litmus test, I’m thinking.

Read it. Why not? If the people who hate him hated me, I’d feel pretty good about myself.

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Read it. You know it had to happen.

Read it. And don’t say we never tell you anything useful.

Read it. Business models are mutating like nobody’s business. It’s a great time to be alive.

Get some. I am not making this up.

Read it. Or maybe not. Nobody really knows.

Read it. Wouldn’t mind having one of these.

Read it. Some people have entirely too much time on their hands. Not that that there’s anything wrong with that.

Read it. A man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do.

Read it. So when the taxman takes an arm and a leg, you can get substitutes. But, under HillaryCare, you’ll have to wait two years.

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Read it. Truly, this is a great time to be alive.

Read it. The superhero’s best friend.

Read it. From reader Cathy, who knows some very strange people.

This says something about our culture, although I’m not sure exactly what.

Read it. What will they think of next?

Read it. Try getting a group of State Department drones to do something like that. No doubt they would whine about not having any Grey Poupon.

Read it. It’s amazing what some people can accomplish when they have ENTIRELY TOO MUCH TIME ON THEIR HANDS.

Read it. Still needs a machine-gun mount. Or two.

Read it. And serves them right.

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Read it. Me want.

Jeremy Wagstaff has some comments on the new Apple operating system; Vista is looking even more lame, if possible.

Leopard looks hot, and makes Vista look impoverished and, I suspect, somewhat irrelevant, like someone trying to sell aluminum siding to people who realise that while people still have it on their houses, no one really wants it anymore. Apple see what people want and give it to them.

And that about says it all.

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Read it. Someday the public will wake up to the fact that college faculty don’t really give a shit about teaching, but are all about research and publication; teaching is the K.P. they have to do to keep up their affiliation with the gravy train.

Say you’re an Assistant Professor at Harvard (or Stanford, or MIT, or UCLA). Do you get tenure for being a good teacher? Nope. You get tenure for research and publication. In fact, if you spend too much time being a teacher and not enough time being a researcher and writer, you can hose yourself, career-wise.

So this makes perfect sense. Rather than spend six hours a week in front of a bunch of pimply adolescents, spend a couple hours doing a real good video, put it on the net, and go back to what’s going to bring in the bucks.

Read it. “It’s a bird! It’s a plane! It’s JIFFYPOP!”

Read it. Me want.

Mikey Kaus has a great moneymaker of an idea.

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Read it. Mine just sat there and said “Sorry — too much like work.”

Read it. Blackwater? Where have I heard that name before?

Read it. Not sure what this would be useful for, but it sure looks useful for something, doesn’t it?

Read it. It helps if your last name is “Jetson”.

Read it. And the hits just keep on coming.

Read it. I still want the system where the chimp comes out of the trunk, clocks the guy on the back of the head, dumps the body in the river, and buttons back up. That would be worth paying for. Not worth buying a GM car to get, of course, but surely somebody else will provide a comparable system soon enough.

Read it. The future of computing. And you saw it happen.

Read it. Pretty cool.

Read it. Encouraging news.

We’ve never denied being members of the vast right-wing conspiracy; we just wish it were a little vaster.

And you can’t say any fairer than that.

I look forward to perhaps one day getting at least an Honorable Mention in one of these conspiracy theories. My family would be very proud.

Read it. If that headline doesn’t wake you up, you’re dead.