Tom Friedman is a Dick


The best book review ever written:

Do Friedmans Dream of Electric Sheeple?
David V. Johnson
December 13, 2016

Thomas Friedman’s seventh book, Thank You for Being Late: An Optimist’s Guide to Thriving in the Age of Accelerations, is already a New York Times bestseller and will likely rival neckties as the go-to holiday president for fathers and grandfathers across the country. And just like those ties, the books will likely find their way to a darkened corner, never to be seen again. Thank the thrice-Pulitzered journalist himself—author of a string of similar works of ebullient market prophecy such as The Lexus and the Olive Tree and The World Is Flat—for creating an age in which books need only be bought, not read, and columns need only be shared, not perused, for their content to make its mark.

Thomas Friedman’s Latest Book Is a Tour Through His Troubled, Neoliberal Mind
We read 500 pages of corporate platitudes and ungainly metaphor so you don’t have to.

This witless, reflexive endorsement of corporate prerogative runs so deep in Thank You for Being Late that even Friedman’s cautionary environmentalism is steeped in it. Mother Nature, he burbles, is “relentlessly entrepreneurial,” possesses a welter of “killer apps” and knows that “allowing the weak to die off unlocks more resources and energy for the strong.”

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43 Replies to “Tom Friedman is a Dick”

  1. don’t know who tom f. might be. don’t think i’ve ever read a word that he might have written. but he does seem to be a dick of some sort…

  2. Over at this blog, they were looking for the meaning of life again, so I left this comment. Don’t know if it will satisfy the limbic criteria, but really, who cares?

    I don’t think we’re anything more than the complexity that emerges to facilitate the reduction of fuel gradients. They (large herbivores, forests, soils, fossil fuels) existed and we evolved to burn them resulting in a greatly expanding human population and expanding populations of machines. The ability to burn them required a new set of tools on the human scale. To accomplish this humans became the equivalent of RNA in cells, able to read information and manipulate matter to create tools that could access, distribute, and burn the stuff. Humans want more meaning, but that’s just more glucose wafting into the ether as heat from their heads, time’s arrow. The human, once constrained by ecosystem relationships, became the lucky one to take the helm of a new energy releasing, complex system – civilization. In the wild, humans were greedy and acquisitive but could be controlled by equally greedy and acquisitive predators, bacteria, fungi, other tribes and so on. Now humans have created the tools to eliminate controls. By eliminating controls they became cancerous. All of the humans want to grow their portfolios of cancer infrastructure, thinking it will always provide them with more. They just aren’t looking far enough into the future, like a decade or two. As an example of greedy conduits or dissipative structures, look at our representatives in Washington, our billionaire president elect and the one that was milking the international community for “donations”. Our chaotic existence will resolve itself in time, just as a terminal cancer resolves itself. Eventually the fever and assault upon the ecosystem will become too great, enzymes will denature, ninety-percent of the primary production of the planet will die and the pyramid of life will collapse along with the silly humans in their technological cells that thought they could make an permanent escape from the ecosystem.



    December 21, 2016 at 11:53 pm

    i hope you know that i’m going to share this on facebook…

  3. A woman came home, screeching her car into the driveway, and ran into the house..
    She slammed the door and shouted at the top of her lungs, ‘Honey, pack your bags. I won the lottery!’
    The husband said, ‘Oh my God! What should I pack, beach stuff or mountain stuff?’
    ‘Doesn’t matter,’ she said. ‘Just get out.’

  4. my post from dave cohen’s commentary:

    dave, i’m saddened by your apology for using the summary word “douchbag”. the word succinctly describes Grinspoon, so why retract it or apologize?

    i won’t be buying his book, unless it’s for laughs.

  5. so i’m looking at these sea ice area trends, and it’s probably obvious to all aged 3+ years that the red trend for 2016 has done some beyond 2-sigma deviation recently from the rest of the records. is it an anomaly or the beginning of a state change? whatever it is, it’s not looking good for the planet, from our point of view.

    hope santa can swim.

  6. they need some flood insurance. then they could build another concrete shack 10 feet away from where the old one was.

    kinda funny. i know some people with a beach house on long island. it got wiped out by hurricane andrew, maybe not andrew, but by some hurricane, a few years back. thier insurance paid for a rebuild. they got a new house out of deal. they’re happy as pigs in shit…

  7. Grinspoon is using that video to sell copies of his book. he’s grubbing the astrobiology funds to cover his salary, as dave cohen noted, his Washington, DC address, not too far from the spigot.

    the bowler hat and suit, it says “hey everybody, i’m a delusional dick, selling hopium”.

  8. Guy says to his wife, “What would you do you if I won the lottery?”
    She says, ” I guess I’d take half the money and leave you”
    He says, “OK, here’s $5.80, now fuck off”

  9. Princess Leia used to do a lot of coke and had a drinking problem. At 60, she looked old for her age. Her 80 something y. o. mother looked healthier. Is it any wonder that she had a massive heart attack and died “young”, like her dad? just sayin.

  10. Astrobiologist…that says it all. Maybe he should take a trip on his spaceship through our solar system and report back on the species he finds. Meanwhile BAU continues to take its toll here.

  11. What are we to make of creation in which routine activity is for organisms to be tearing others apart with teeth of all types – biting, grinding flesh, plant stalks, bones between molars, pushing the pulp greedily down the gullet with delight, incorporating its essence into one’s own organization, and then excreting with foul stench and gasses residue. Everyone reaching out to incorporate others who are edible to him. The mosquitoes bloating themselves on blood, the maggots, the killer-bees attacking with a fury and a demonism, sharks continuing to tear and swallow while their own innards are being torn out – not to mention the daily dismemberment and slaughter in “natural” accidents of all types: an earthquake buries alive 70 thousand bodies in Peru, a tidal wave washes over a quarter of a million in the Indian Ocean. Creation is a nightmare spectacular taking place on a planet that has been soaked for hundreds of millions of years in the blood of all creatures. The soberest conclusion that we could make about what has actually been taking place on the planet about three billion years is that it is being turned into a vast pit of fertilizer. But the sun distracts our attention, always baking the blood dry, making things grow over it, and with its warmth giving the hope that comes with the organism’s comfort and expansiveness.

    -Ernest Becker, The Denial of Death

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