With each passing year I find the argument that “no one could possibly be that stupid” less persuasive.
Error is boundless.
Nor hope nor doubt,
Though both be groundless,
Will average out.
Now and then, in support of a cause, someone exhorts me so ardently, so passionately, so articulately, that I know in my gut, without consulting the facts, that he is wrong.
We argue over the name when we have forgotten the thing.
I don’t want you to change your opinion. I want you to abandon your opinion.
The only known cure for More for Some is Less for All.
The young are in a hurry, and the old have little time.
Metrics work, as long as no one knows what they are.
Conventional morality is mostly dysgenic.
The modern tragedy is that the procedures that revolutionized science happen to be disastrous when applied anywhere else.
The repetition is the tragedy: the first time is the farce.