For your holiday weekend reading pleasure, Susan documents the heartwarming story of the poor little rich girl who lost the job of her dreams but, through pluck and luck and the willingness of an employer to overlook her innumeracy and frighteningly unsupportable self-regard, landed another even more better job of her dreams where she gets to meet fascinating people, go interesting places, look down upon the wreckage of her “associate class peers” careers, and misinterpret data as a public service for people just like you.
Yes you.
And when Megan extensively block-quotes Ezra Klein’s response to Will Wilkinson’s argument with Conor Friedersdorf over Matt Yglesisas’ critique of Dave Weigel’s contention that Julian Sanchez is totally wrong about Arcade Fire being the most awesomest band since Radiohead… do you ever thank Megan or send her the gift of frankincense, myrrh and pink Himalayan Salt? Oh course not, because you are a looter.
Think about that on Labor Day.
Looter.
For extra-credit reading, go here to read Megan McArdle starring in No, We Are No Bonobos!




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No can do.
Fred Thompson may have another TwitterTwat flying through the ether. Someone’s got to catch it as it falls to Eaarth….
Can’t make me!
No one who has to talk to her first is going to bed with Meggs, and that includes Suderman.
If I looked like Meghan McArdle I’d “hate” sex at dawn, too. Especially with that mirror on the ceiling.
Keep this in your pockets, lads and lasses, to throw back at Meghan the next time she opens her yap.
dude, you can get pink himalayan salt at trader joe’s now. and if you think i’ve got brain cells left to waste on anybody who blogs for the atlantic (with the possible exception of tnc and maybe fallows), you’re crazier than that chick who thought camping out for an iphone made her like a refugee. what was her name again? oh, right…
This is the funniest line from Ryan the author, referring to McCardle’s “review” of his book:
You’d think, right? But no, no, this is about it. “And do you know how I know that we are not like bonobos? Because we’re not like bonobos.” is actually pretty coherent for her, at least there weren’t any numbers to add up wrong and the verbs are in agreement, and so on. A little too much in agreement, true, but still.
How does one miss an entire chapter in a book you’re writing about publicly?
If you’re McMegan, it’s a feature, not a bug.
Genital-genital (G-G) rubbing between female bonobos appears to affirm female bonding, is present in all bonobo populations studied (wild and captive), and is completely absent in chimpanzees. Human data on G-G rubbing are presently unavailable. (Attention: ambitious graduate students!)
Not being a graduate student, I feel it would be presumptuous to volunteer; however…
So yer tellin me that Megs does not wear bright red Naughty Monkey DoubleDare Pumps with 3.5 inch stiletto heels to her 30sumthin bisexual DC circlejerks?
OKOK I knew that.
…listenin to God…
you really know how to ruin a Randy bonobo friday night
I was wondering when you would return to the amazing Megs. I mean, I read about her the other day on Lawyers, Guns, and Money, and I thought, hey, where’s TBogg been? Too wrapped up in his and Mrs. TBogg’s lovely daughter’s 21st and the bassetts, I guess. I mean, where are your priorities?
McArdle is right about the Bonobos, though. We only share 9.8-9.94% identity of DNA with the little monkeys, which is well below even random chance. No similarities on the genetic level clearly means there’s likely less similarity on a behavioral level.
Oh wait, our DNA is 98-99.4% identical to bonobos, stupid McArdle-brand calculator was off by an order of magnitude. Disregard my above post, and anything ever written by that fucking twit.
What the fuck are you talking about? Your decimal point is in the wrong place. We share 98-99% of our genes with bonobos and chimps (who, like us, are apes, not monkeys and are our closest relatives), as well as much of our behavior.
Come on DrDick, can’t I have any fun with the famous “McArdle decimal switch”? 60% of the time, it works every time…
The Conor Friedersdorf piece Susan linked to is priceless – social pressures and the hope of professional advancement are stifling independent thought among careerists in Washington! Well, except for Megan McArdle and the rest of our circle, and the fine folks at Libertarian wingnut welfare shops around town, who are totes nonpartisan, and the Spectator, and Bill Kristol has some issues but the Weekly Standard kicks ass, and of course, none of us would do anything to harsh our more-ideologically employed spouses…
Oh, that was the follow-up to “Yes, We Have No Bananas,” wasn’t it? And the 3rd in the series, “Bi-curious George Goes Camping” is especially popular at Young Republican gatherings. At least that’s what McSuitorman said.
Ah, that was a righteous ass-kicking from Susan. Beautiful, fits Megan like a glove. Now to explain the other people at the breakfast buffet here at some random hotel in South Carolina why I’m sniggering at a picture of a bonobo…
I was had, too, by the joke. Glad I didn’t jump in like Dr. Dick.
On the whole, I’d rather look at the Boys frolicking on the beach. Or, shambling on the beach. Or sleeping. Glowering. Any of those things.
Heh. I saw what you did there! Pretty soon you’ll have a gig writing about economic theory right? RIGHT??? Decimal points are round, and they’re liable to roll around anywhere in numbers…
I think what I’ve learned here is that a bonobo typing on a keyboard randomly for
an infinite amount of time4-5 minutes will reproduce a Megger column verbatim.And when Megan extensively block-quotes Ezra Klein’s response to Will Wilkinson’s argument with Conor Friedersdorf over Matt Yglesisas’ critique of Dave Weigel’s contention that Julian Sanchez is totally wrong about Arcade Fire being the most awesomest band since Radiohead…
Win. Though I feel like you’re stealing my shtick.
Though the pain was somewhat abated by Susan’s brackets of scornful sanity, that was the most extended example of McArdle I’ve ever read. No wonder you guys would like to saw her off at ground level and let her float out to sea. She knows as much about human
painsufferingdiscomfortlife as George Walker Bush.TOTALLY, delightfully OT -
Close relative of Boaty the Much-Missed Escape Dog??
You misspelled the last word of this post. It’s an “a,” not an “i.”
Yeah, in real life I’m a scientist, so people generally know I’m having fun w/McMegan’s mathtarded ways.. I so love her scientific “we’re not bonobos because we’re not bonobos” argument. My response would be:
I was actually considering using that word, or creating a new amalgam (I was going to go with “twitwat” or “twittertwat”) because she’s is such an amazing combination of those two near-homonyms..
I want the Monty Python guy in the suit of armor caressing the rubber chicken to start following these upper-middle-class twits around so he might smack them with his faux poultry.
Are we not Megan?
“She is Devo!”
• “breathless rather than scientific”
• “cherry-picked evidence stretched far out of shape to support their theory,”
• “they don’t even attempt to paper over the enormous holes in their theory.”
Damn! If you’re going to write about sex, it’s a good idea not to sound like bad porn yourself. McMegan is the goatse of critics.
heh!
DrDick is usually on top of his game, but I think the sequence of Fred Thompson/Jan Brewer/Sarah Palin/McMeganMcDumbMcAss* may have fuckered the synapsis’ a wee bit!
And CrustyDem sorta blew his response to DrD by not being completely batshit
insane the way McM woulda been…
* Jebuz that’s a load of the stooopid
DOH! McMegan gets me so riled I lose all perspective and my sense of humor. How someone that stupid and ill informed is employed doing anything other than selling pencils on a street corner is beyond me.
May not be a sound investment if you’re looking to make a buck selling pencils.
After sucking the lead outta that fancy pencil she’d try snorting gum off the sidewalk….
I did not say and never implied that she was qualified even for that, merely that it was most she should realistically be able to expect given her rather meager talents and abilities.
Jesus.
Sorry.
There.
Fixed.
Yeah, I recognized that a little late, but I didn’t want to go total spoof, just make a point about the inanity of McMegan. Her real response would be “9.8 or 98%, we’re still not bonobos”…
I Think We’re All Bonobos On This Bus.
I think Sonny Bonobo would disagree, ma cher Megan.
In Dr. Dick’s defense, which he doesn’t need, if an important economics writer for the Atlantic can move decimal points to make a point, it should not be surprising that an anonymous commenter at a “somewhat popular” blog also would. But then, the average commenter here seems to be vastly more intelligent than McMegan, even on the days I post.
Come on folks, can’t you see whats going on here? Meagan puts this out there for us to see. Then in about a year or two she has a falling out with the hubby. She then claims that humans are not monogamus and finds all kinds of facts to back up her claim. Hell for bouns points she may even take a quote or two from Sex at Dawn.
She works hard at being wrong. Give the gal some credit
Pizzas are not bonobos-you know why? Because pizzas are not bonobos!
http://www.bonobopizza.com/
I got confused because ridiculing McMegan tends to draw out the flying monkey hordes of glibertarians to her defense.
McMegan is constitutionally incapable of “working hard” at anything. Which is why you are probably correct about the likely outcome of her marital misadventure.
McAddled is TOO a bonobo.
No, she much more of a chimpanzee. A very, very antisocial and stupid chimpanzee.
I’d suggest she’s more like a macaque – ornery, stupid, prone to flinging her own excrement – it’s all there..
Caged (and slightly crazy) chimps are like that as well.
a crude libel on a noble species. no monkey would ski into a tree. it takes a republican to do that.
I like this from The Exiled: