It takes a long, long apprenticeship laboring the Augean stables of Globollocks to write a sentence like this:
The walls had fallen down and the Windows had opened, making the world much flatter than it had ever beenâ€”but the age of seamless global communication had not yet dawned.
Amazing. Tom Friedman is a God. No, not a God so much as a moustachioed force of nature, pumped up on the steroids of globalization, a canary in the coalmine of an interconnected era whose tentacles are spreading over the face of a New Economy savannah where old lions are left standing at their waterholes, unaware that the young Turksâ€”and Indiansâ€”have both hands on the wheel of fortune favors the brave face the music to their ears to the, uh, ground.
ROTFL over and over again. I must read the book now. I need a good laugh:). I don’t think that i will be able to read a single chapeter without grinning ear to ear thinking about being pumped up with the “steroids of globalisation”
A link left for this review is even funnier. Read them both. And think about them if you have the urge to read the book.
The second one is from Marginal Revolution. and it is on Corruption:
Then Suharto looked at [James] Wolfensohn. “You know, what you regard as corruption in your part of the world, we regard as family values.”
So true especially in India. Don’t know about the rest of the world. Just look at the families Yadav (laloo), Thackeray, Nehru Gandhi – etal. And corruption is not just taking money under the table – it is also nepotism.
A review on The World”s Banker: A Story of Failed States, Financial Crises, and the Wealth and Poverty of Nations
This is a book that is on my to read list. Doesn’t seem as funny as Friedman’s book but worth a read all the same.