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Will vs. Krugman - Econ/History cage match!

Don't get me wrong, I sort of like George Will, but DA'AM!!, could you just throw an easier and more stupid underhanded softball across the plate of a Nobel Prize-winning economist, who along with very few economists (on both sides of the political isle) predicted the current credit market/economic meltdown?

Are you intentionally throwing the game, pulling a 'black-sox,' George? I guess that would be charitable. Did you toss him that meatball because you're slipping or is there something you know, or are hearing things among the DC cocktail party set about which you aren't telling? Are you so rattled, that you prattled on with "Free-Market" talking points with your pants tightly wrapped around your ankles instead of actually engaging Dr. Krugman in a sentient conversation?

I mean, I know George is one of the "kool kids," in DC, and probably hasn't been challenged seriously since I was a zygote, but jeesh, you have to wonder if their is something fundamentally flawed about your own ideology when you spout tried and true talking points and they are beaten like red headed step-children in front of the entire country.

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