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iSTEVE GLOSS I

Steve Sailer asks, vis-à-vis Tyler Cowen, 

Why is it that smart economists' IQs drop 50 points when they try to think about immigration?

Isn't this begging the question? Or two or three? Who says economists are stupid merely about immigration? Or that IQ and wisdom are coterminous? Or that Tyler Cowen actually exists?

It has long been my belief that "Tyler Cowen" is an imaginary being, a bogeyman made up to frighten children and credulous adults. Viz, "Ghanian places are never bad, but this one is better than you think...You can’t go wrong here, highly recommended, don’t be put off by the total lack of enthusiasm among the staff." Yeah, I got your "enthusiasm" right here, pal.


'Tyler Cowen': No, seriously

 

 

 

 

 




WHY FEBRUARY IS AMBLER PRESERVATION MONTH

To My Readers:

One can't be certain, but it would appear that about a thousand people make a habit of this site at least once a week. I know that you are all clear of eye, handsome or pretty as the case may be, smart as a whip, unusually well informed, independent of judgement and judicious to a fault. It is my hope that a fair number of you are uncommonly munificent as well.

I won't pretend that maintaining The Ambler imposes onerous material costs. I pay $10 a year to maintain the address and $10 a month for space on a shared server. The substantial costs are immaterial: time and discernment

As commonly observed, there are two kinds of "bloggers": linkers and thinkers. It would be easy enough to attach myself to the Instapundit food chain (or reasonable facsimile), link daily to a dozen oversubscribed topics and conclude each entry with a pithy summation, such as "Read on," "Enjoy!" or "Heh." Or I could place my brain, one other vital organ and that immaterial entity called my soul in trust and join the Snogging Tories. But I choose neither to bore you nor insult your intelligence

What I should choose is to make The Ambler my primary activity. In other words, more and better posting. I should also like to to add podcasts, syndication, trackbacking and make the long-delayed migration from FrontPage. These, however, are in the category of wants. My category of needs consists of four walls, a roof, electricity, cable and an adequate daily caloric intake.

And so I come to you again begging bowl in hand. If you enjoy my work and would like to see more of it presented in a more pleasing fashion, please direct your attention to the PayPal donation button at the top left. If you don't use Internet Explorer, my PayPal address is the same as the mail link at the bottom of this post. If you are wary of  Intranode transactions or would prefer to send a cheque, drop me a line, and you'll receive my "snailmail" address.  

I'm not looking to get rich or die tryin'. Or attain an Olympian preeminence. My modest dream is to continue to do something I think I'm good at and that I know pleases a select few. To this end, I need your assistance and would be honoured to receive it.

I remain, your devoted irritant,

Kevin Michael Grace, 8.00 pm, 3 February 2006

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