About a month into this blog thing, most of my claims have gone unchecked (read: unread) with only a couple of exceptions. One was my comparison of French and US growth rates that the learned Dr.X points out were misrepresented -- though substantially true -- in my original piece. For that mistake, my sincerest apologies: yes, economic growth in France is pathetic, but it is only significantly smaller than it is in the States... rather than say epically smaller.
However, it was my hipster post that really seemed to give my more malevolent readers the ammunition they needed to put a chink in this lustrous armor of mine. As readers more savvy than I pointed out, Coldplay has never been cool. Were I to change my story now and claim that I knew this along -- which of course I did, I simply pounced on a convenient story to knock hipsters -- I suspect that many of you wouldn't believe me. So I'll take the high road and ask my readership to forgive this startling lack of pop-culture awareness, which of course I possess.
But you know, really this is all the New York Post's fault. After all, if they can print a headline with Gephardt as the V.P. candidate, they can get hipster tastes wrong as well. After all, their info is probably coming from the same Williamsburg hovel. Were I to have written this article, I might have selected somebody like the Black Eyed Peas to represent the hipsters' dilemma: will they or won't they buy Monkey Business? Surely, those are some damn infectious Best Buy commercials. And what with their spirits still soaring thanks to the sublime "Let's Get it Started," how could anyone deny themselves this certain pleasure?
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