I was sorry I even read most of it... Deep regret.
Just when you think someone like David Brooks can't get any worse, he gets worse.
He starts out, picking a very very wrong topic for a guy like him.
Don't get me wrong. I can't stand rap, anyway, written about by anybody, or listened to by me, anytime, anywhere, even for a second...
So, not that I would want to read anything whatsoever about Chance, by anyone really, but certainly David Brooks would be about the last I would think of. Yet I read some of this drivel.
It goes on from there...the NYT for me, a lot like shooting ducks in a barrel. I signed up for a one month free subscription, which I'll probably cancel. It's not worth the 8 dollars a month to have so convenient a target. They should pay me, but I am too choosey how I spend my time. If they offered me say 50k a year to play the devil's advocate on people like Brooks and T Friedman and Krugman, I would just turn em down.
Why? Who wants to have an idiot editor from the NYT trying to tell you what to do?
And, as I say, and have an echo somewhere, money is the cheapest thing...
Their own dear departed photographer, Cunningham, coined the phrase, or did he just copy it?
The Republicans have been having a great time ramming NYT liberals' own liberalism (including centrist Republican liberals like Brooks) up their more Democratic liberal ass.
If liberals say things like let the market decide, or we can't regulate too much, or we need to help them over there even more, or we need even more free trade, or less regulation, or more international organizations control of everything, then conservatives have a ready made arsenal of genuine grievances to ram up your liberal asses.
Having Brooks enlighten us on rapper sincerity doesn't bolster the already bankrupt NYT liberal agenda. It confirms its bankruptcy.
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