Falling Out of Love with The Economist Magazine: Time to Ditch the Bitch, Allan!

James Allan takes his sweet time figuring out that his former love, The Economist magazine, has been cheating on him, but he’s sticking with the bitch nonetheless:

As I said, I’ll probably continue to keep her by me, whatever the temptation to send her off to a nursing home for the self-styled “progressive” elect. If nothing else she can sure make me angry, with the anger that comes of the spurned lover. I even feel betrayed at times, as though some Keynesian Democrat human rights barrister had engineered some sort of hostile takeover of my newspaper.

And then I just feel sad. I feel sad because I know deep down I will never give my son a subscription to the Economist when he turns eighteen.

Eugene Fama had The Economist figured a long time ago:

I didn’t renew my subscription to The Economist because they use the word bubble three times on every page. Any time prices went up and down—I guess that is what they call a bubble.

posted on 18 August 2011 by skirchner in Economics, Media

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