1788. China to Make Electric Tumbrils, by Fred Reed

Pack journalism doesn’t ask the obvious questions and doesn’t report the obvious stories. From Fred Reed at unz.com:

We—I, and my spousal unit, Violeta—pulled into DC after a conventionally miserable flight from Guadalajara in seats apparently designed for dwarves with our feet almost in our pockets and Delta trying to sell us beer at seven dollars a can. I didn’t get it. If you can sell watery brew at seven balloonishly inflating greenbacks a can, why do you need an airline?

The occasion was a visit to a woman with whom I immediately became involved, though with Violeta’s permission. She weighs seven and a half pounds and has a smile that would make a dead man weep. This may have little geopolitical importance, though.

Anyway, the proud father celebrated having produced, or coproduced, a baby who probably deserves a world run by psychiatrically less fascinating adults, by taking about a dozen of us to Fogo da Something, a Brazilian restaurant on Pennsylvania across from the Trump Hotel. This costs $64 a head for all the meat and salad bar you could eat, desserts and drinks extra, so with tip you can crawl out, stuffed and economically depleted, for about $90. Salad bar good, desserts swell, meat tasteless. You can do better for a sixth the price at La Carreta, down the lake from us in Mexico.

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One response to “1788. China to Make Electric Tumbrils, by Fred Reed

  1. They’re not really ignoring the peasants. They can’t hear them anymore. A surfeit of wealth insulates one from other peoples problems. But they also don’t remember that morals cannot make themselves heard over the screaming of a hungry belly.

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