Monthly Archives: November 2012

Banged to rights

If seismologists are being sent to prison for not predicting earthquakes (as they actually are in Italy), what about economists who didn’t predict earthquakes of the financial kind? says Dalrymple at his Hilarious Pessimist blog:

Not long ago I read an article in the Financial Times by one of its regular columnists suggesting that the British government take advantage of the current low rates of interest at which it is able to borrow to borrow n gazillions more to spend on infrastructure and thus stimulate the economy. Go to gaol, FT pundit, go straight to gaol, do not pass Go, do not collect your £200,000,000,000,000,000,000.

Read it here (h/t T. Msigwa)

This Can’t Last


Once again, in an inventive approach to cultural analysis, Dalrymple discusses the content of personal ads (h/t Shishir):



Tiny details can, in my opinion, be very revealing of a society, as are those on a scan to a skilled radiologist. Here is one such, to which I referred recently in a public lecture. I had noticed on the website of the Guardian, Britain’s liberal newspaper, the self-description of a young woman, calling herself curlygirl24, who was looking for ‘soulmate’ (the name of the Guardian’s lonelyhearts service, though most readers of the paper would probably be horrified at the notion of a soul).


I have been told that I am a bit of a paradox: I seem to have the emotional fuzziness that comes with being a girl along with the capacity to drink copious amounts, still stand up and take the p*ss out of my friends and possibly random strangers.

I said in my lecture that it seemed to me remarkable, and not altogether reassuring, that an educated young woman, a financial journalist according to her own report, who was on the lookout for, presumably, an equally educated young man, a member of our society’s intellectual and social elite, should think that drinking to excess and then being impolite to complete strangers would be an attractive quality. What did this tell us about our society, of its cultural level?