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Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you: the lol-Milton Friedman.

Milton Friedman was pretty much the high priest of the cult of the free market; Paul Krugman describes him thus:

“In the aftermath of the Great Depression, there were many people saying that markets can never work. Friedman had the intellectual courage to say that markets can too work, and his showman’s flair combined with his ability to marshal evidence made him the best spokesman for the virtues of free markets since Adam Smith. But he slipped all too easily into claiming both that markets always work and that only markets work. It’s extremely hard to find cases in which Friedman acknowledged the possibility that markets could go wrong, or that government intervention could serve a useful purpose.”

Here’s Sonia Sotomayor edition:

And teabagger/birther edition:

Finally, SarahPAC edition:

Truer words were never spoken, by Carey Mercer, in the opening track to obscure indie rock supergroup Swan Lake’s sophomore album “Enemy Mine”. People don’t write letters these days, so I imagine historians will take to digging through our old archived email accounts and abandoned blogs to get a picture of what it was like at the turn of the millenium. Will they see us as a generation of grasping, self-absorbed narcissists? Will they cluck their tongues at the frivolty of precious internet timewasters like Mafia Wars on Facebook? How will history judge the dawn of the internet age?

Well whatever, I’ll start blogging anyway. My rise to greatness needs to be documented, for history, otherwise I will be denying my legion of biographers the most valuable of primary sources! What clues they will puzzle at, a thousand years hence, at the words that will foreshadow my gloriousness?! It is my DUTY to blog the minutiae of daily life, for the sake of future generations!!!

I AM HISTORY

I AM FAME

WELCOME TO MY TUMBLR