Stuffy, pompous New York Times columnist forever Thomas Friedman begins his most recent offering – reprinted in the Kyiv Post, where I saw it – thus: “One thing I learned covering the Middle East for many years is that there is “the morning after” and there is “the morning after the morning after.” Never confuse the two.”
Generally speaking, if you are going to tell porkie pies (“lies”, in the rhyming cockney slang which lends its name to The Porkie Pies News Network, Kremlin Stooge slang for the mainstream media) in your opinion piece, doing so in the first four words of it is starting a little early. Typically, you want to soften up your audience a bit before you trot out the whoppers. So, make yourself comfortable – coffee? Tea, anyone? – while I demonstrate that in reality, Thomas Friedman has learned nothing at all.
Really, I would have been happy with just leaving a comment on “Putin and the Laws of Gravity“, but the New York Times cuts off commentary ridiculously early, so if you didn’t see the piece come out (it’s dated yesterday, or what was yesterday when I began this post) chances are good that comments will be closed before you get the chance to make your own opinion known. So, that’s why we’re going this route, which is all to the good because now I will get to hear your opinions as well.
Anyway, Thomas Friedman has the dubious honour of having a unit of time named after him – a “Friedman”, which represents six months. This unit got its name from his repeated assurances in his NYT columns that “the next six months” would surely see the United States turning the corner in Iraq; the occupation which ground on and on like an Yngwie Malmsteen guitar solo would at last bear fruit, the resistance and sectarian strife would subside and Iraq would settle down to becoming a prosperous, western-oriented market democracy.
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