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Paul Krugman Awarded Nobel Prize For Economics
zogger writes in his journal, "The guy who put together the concept of geographical location combined with cheap transportation leading to 'like trades with like' and the rise of superindustrial trading blocs has won the Nobel economics science prize. He's a bigtime critic of a lot of this administration's policies, and is unabashedly an FDR-economy styled fella. Here is his blog at the NYTimes." Reader yoyoq adds that Krugman's career choice was inspired by reading Asimov's Foundation series at a young age.
said one of Mr. Krugman's Princeton associates, who spoke on condition of anonymity. "But now he's walking around like he's Jay-Z or something."
So... when is Hova gonna get the Nobel?
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A couple weeks ago, while browsing around the library downtown, I had to take a piss. As I entered the john, Barack Obama -- the messiah himself -- came out of one of the booths. I stood at the urinal looking at him out of the corner of my eye as he washed his hands. He didn't once look at me. He was busy and in any case I was sure the secret service wouldn't even let me shake his hand.
As soon as he left I darted into the booth he'd vacated, hoping there might be a lingering smell of shit and even a seat still warm from his sturdy ass. I found not only the smell but the shit itself. He'd forgotten to flush. And what a treasure he had left behind. Three or four beautiful specimens floated in the bowl. It apparently had been a fairly dry, constipated shit, for all were fat, stiff, and ruggedly textured. The real prize was a great feast of turd -- a nine inch gastrointestinal triumph as thick as his cock -- or at least as I imagined it!
I knelt before the bowl, inhaling the rich brown fragrance and wondered if I should obey the impulse building up inside me. I'd always been a liberal democrat and had been on the Obama train since last year. Of course I'd had fantasies of meeting him, sucking his cock and balls, not to mention sucking his asshole clean, but I never imagined I would have the chance. Now, here I was, confronted with the most beautiful five-pound turd I'd ever feasted my eyes on, a sausage fit to star in any fantasy and one I knew to have been hatched from the asshole of Barack Obama, the chosen one.
Why not? I plucked it from the bowl, holding it with both hands to keep it from breaking. I lifted it to my nose. It smelled like rich, ripe limburger (horrid, but thrilling), yet had the consistency of cheddar. What is cheese anyway but milk turning to shit without the benefit of a digestive tract?
I gave it a lick and found that it tasted better then it smelled.
I hesitated no longer. I shoved the fucking thing as far into my mouth as I could get it and sucked on it like a big half nigger cock, beating my meat like a madman. I wanted to completely engulf it and bit off a large chunk, flooding my mouth with the intense, bittersweet flavor. To my delight I found that while the water in the bowl had chilled the outside of the turd, it was still warm inside. As I chewed I discovered that it was filled with hard little bits of something I soon identified as peanuts. He hadn't chewed them carefully and they'd passed through his body virtually unchanged. I ate it greedily, sending lump after peanutty lump sliding scratchily down my throat. My only regret was that Barack Obama wasn't there to see my loyalty and wash it down with his piss.
I soon reached a terrific climax. I caught my cum in the cupped palm of my hand and drank it down. Believe me, there is no more delightful combination of flavors than the hot sweetness of cum with the rich bitterness of shit. It's even better than listening to an Obama speech!
Afterwards I was sorry that I hadn't made it last longer. But then I realized that I still had a lot of fun in store for me. There was still a clutch of virile turds left in the bowl. I tenderly fished them out, rolled them into my handkerchief, and stashed them in my briefcase. In the week to come I found all kinds of ways to eat the shit without bolting it right down. Once eaten it's gone forever unless you want to filch it third hand out of your own asshole. Not an unreasonable recourse in moments of desperation or simple boredom.
I stored the turds in the refrigerator when I was not using them but within a week they were all gone. The last one I held in my mouth without chewing, letting it slowly dissolve. I had liquid shit trickling down my throat for nearly four hours. I must have had six orgasms in the process.
I often think of Barack Obama dropping solid gold out of his sweet, pink asshole every day, never knowing what joy it could, and at least once did, bring to a grateful democrat.
More communists to squander the prestige of a once proud institution. I thought Gore was the last straw - but boy was I wrong! Next they're going to give the peace prize to Barak Hussein Obama for ending the war in defeat; give him the economics prize for taxing the most productive and successful in our country, and give him the literature prize for a book whose title quotes the America-hating racist Wright. Hell, why not give him the medicine prize for putting bureaucrats between me and my doctor. This is disgusting.
Not only is this story days old, it has very little relevance to slashdot, unless you happen to be Paul Krugman fan (which I'm sure kdawson is, that's he posted this).
I mean slashdot doesn't really cover economics, and a story about a liberal economist winning a prize gets posted to the front page? The connection to sci-fi is really thin cover for promoting a rabid anti-Bush columnist.
It's sickening how kdawson gets to use slashdot as his own personal blog sometimes, especially in regards to politics.
Funny, I don't remember seeing a post about the Nobel prize for economics in previous years. Sure, the prize for physics, but not economics. However, as soon as someone who's public career recently has been largely centered around being a Bush critic wins it, it gets posted by none other than kdawson.
I've heard that Krugman's pre-2001 work was meritous enough to win the Nobel prize, but obviously so were the previous winners. Why didn't we hear about them?
I would say that illustrates the problems with mr Krugman. A quick look at this Wikipedia article reveals that the industrial output of the US is about 2.2 times that of China, and output from services is roughly 10 times bigger: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_countries_by_GDP_sector_composition
As others have pointed out, Krugman did NOT win a Nobel prize; he won a different prize.
No, he wasn't. Krugman identified the symptom--a housing bubble--but not the cause.
The Austrians were right. And no matter how much Krugman calls them poopy-heads, they're still right: Keynesian economics is one giant fraud.
That's what's really at the core of the worldwide economic meltdown: the fraud is unravelling. And it's looking increasingly likely that world governments are going to nationalize their entire banking systems to prevent it, rather than doing the sane thing and returning to sound money.
(If any of you have any doubts as to what type of standard of living nationalization leads to, take a good, hard at current and former communist countries--say, North Korea.)
Our founding fathers are weeping in their graves, while Stalin is laughing in his.
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Fuck you, you ignorant hick.
So your idea that there would be food for all, if only bad old FDR
I see that you have the typical obnoxious pseudo-intellectual habit of arguing against things I haven't said.
believe me, I'm not retarded.
I'll need a bit more than your assertion to believe that, sunshine.
-jcr
The only title of honor that a tyrant can grant is "Enemy of the State."