Alarming News: I like Morgan Freeberg. A lot.
American Digest: And I like this from "The Blog That Nobody Reads", because it is -- mostly -- about me. What can I say? I'm on an ego trip today. It won't last.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: We were following a trackback and thinking "hmmm... this is a bloody excellent post!", and then we realized that it was just part III of, well, three...Damn. I wish I'd written those.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: ...I just remembered that I found a new blog a short while ago, House of Eratosthenes, that I really like. I like his common sense approach and his curiosity when it comes to why people believe what they believe rather than just what they believe.
Brutally Honest: Morgan Freeberg is brilliant.
Dr. Melissa Clouthier: Morgan Freeberg at House of Eratosthenes (pftthats a mouthful) honors big boned women in skimpy clothing. The picture there is priceless--keep scrolling down.
Exile in Portales: Via Gerard: Morgan Freeberg, a guy with a lot to say. And he speaks The Truth...and it's fascinating stuff. Worth a read, or three. Or six.
Just Muttering: Two nice pieces at House of Eratosthenes, one about a perhaps unintended effect of the Enron mess, and one on the Gore-y environ-movie.
Mein Blogovault: Make "the Blog that No One Reads" one of your daily reads.
The Virginian: I know this post will offend some people, but the author makes some good points.
Poetic Justice: Cletus! Ah gots a laiv one fer yew...
…as We can’t drill our way out of this problem.
1. The bank account is about to be overdrawn. We can’t deposit our way out of this problem.
2. Your bedroom is a mess. You can’t tidy up your way out of this problem.
3. I’m hungry. I can’t eat my way out of this problem.
4. We’re out of food. We can’t go grocery shopping our way out of this problem.
5. We are disgusting, fat tubs of goo. We can’t exercise our way out of this problem.
6. I’m here, and the place I need to get to is over there. I can’t drive my way out of this problem.
7. You stink. You can’t shower your way out of this problem.
8. You’re about to wet your pants. You can’t excuse yourself to the bathroom and urinate your way out of this problem.
9. The boss is ticked at you for not finishing your assignment. You can’t work your way out of this problem.
10. I am thirsty and I just emptied my beer. I can’t fetch a beer my way out of this problem.
After #10, I think, the point’s been made; this is just code for not doing anything about anything. If there’s been any humor-value to this exercise at all, it’s been spent. But believe me: I could do this all day if I wanted to. Pick a number, and I could meet it.
However, I do not wish to denigrate this “We can’t xxxxx our way out of this problem” template. It isn’t completely worthless. I can think of two places where it makes complete sense:
– The United States has become a nation of whiners, and we can’t socialize our way out of this problem.
– Our government has a budget deficit and it can’t tax its way out of this problem.
Those two work, I think.
Seriously. Remember a few years ago when you set up that parent, grandparent, or dotty old aunt with e-mail, and your reward for that was this huge avalanche of “don’t drive with you headlights off” or “Good Times Virus” or “this guy woke up in a bathtub full of ice with his kidneys missing”? Remember that?
All of those made more sense than we can’t drill our way out of this problem. Each and every single one.
W.C.D.O.W.O.O.T.P. almost sounded like it made sense the first time it was used. Then someone, somewhere, said “waitaminnit…drilling is how it works…that’s where you get it.” The second time it was used, it looked like what it was, a stupid catchphrase designed to get democrats elected so they could do even more damage than they already have.
By the third time it was used, it was a badge of dishonor for whoever said it; by the fourth, it was a badge of dishonor for whoever heard it and took it seriously. Kind of like the guy who believed the weird old aunt about the kidney guy.
Then, they said it some more, at least twenty more times. And they’re still going.
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Seen, read, and stolen.
- vanderleun | 08/04/2008 @ 13:50