Why a blog? (with apologies to Chico Marx)
Why freakin' bother?
To be another low-traffic blog unknown to any except for family, friends and acquaintances?
It has been said that the Web (and Usenet, which preceeded it) can be described as a vast junkyard containing large stacks of flaming Yugo and Lada carcasses; but every now and then, and only to those who search diligently, a Bugatti or a Silver Ghost in mint condition can be found.
That's my goal.
Being imperfect, I'll fall short of that.
A Hewitt I am not. (Yoda am not I, either.)
So little signal, so much noise.
There is much to discuss.
I read voraciously-- and I don't just read new releases.
I am a disciple of Hayek, and think that Thomas Sowell is probably the smartest man in America. P.J. O'Rourke is undoubtedly the funniest smart man in America. Walter Williams is a close second.
Look for a "Currently Reading" sidebar to appear soon.
Look for the list of books in MobileDB format to be posted as well. How I derived it is fodder for another post.
And posters (when you come) don't post anything you wouldn't want your momma to see.