Here’s Matt Yglesias:
The Atlantic blog team gets a new member today, Megan McArdle, formerly of The Economist and the Jane Galt blog. With her on board, Atlantic Voices now encompasses two different genders and graduates of two different Ivy League schools. Today she offers the view that the current problems in the market won’t be as bad as the Great Depression, which we should all find very reassuring.
Oh brilliant, it’s her again.
Above: Failing upward, elite-glibertarian style
Let’s see what the former Ms. Jane Galt has gotten up to at her new attractive-Ivy-League-woman bailiwick at The Atlantic:
We live in a world of scarce resources. In such a world, unfortunately, not everyone can have the pleasure of knowing Tyler Cowen personally. That is pity, for talking to Tyler is a rare treat. [...]
Probably you should also know that I seem to have been mentioned in Tyler’s book, although not by name. [...]
Moving is always strange, especially for me, since I have no sense of direction. In generally takes me a couple of weeks in a new office before I can reliably make it to the bathroom without getting lost.
The move to this blog has been particularly disorienting, however, because along with the office, I have a shiny new Macintosh. [...]
- How speed-dating validates the Laffer Curve
- Everyone says these pants look good on me: A treatise on Ludwig von Mises
- As a Libertarian, I believe that George Bush can rule as king, but only over other people.
- Hey, I look like a giant elf: A discussion on Hayek
- When I said that anti-war protesters should be beaten with 2x4s, I thought 2x4s were tiny little things, like chopsticks.
- Superior people never lack for anything: A privileged Libertarian’s take on “poverty” and America’s “vanishing” middle-class
- …If they’re “vanishing,” why don’t they just go away already? Snuck-snuck-haw! Whee, I have attractive feet.
- I went out with my cool friends and we said lots of intelligent things. Nick Gillespie stopped by our table. I said I was drinking a drink called a Frédéric Bastiat, and he didn’t get it. I am so elf-like that way.
Sheez. Perhaps it’s time we stopped picking on Yglesias for that old supporting-the-war thing which suddenly seems so bygone and water-under-the-bridge.