More from the “What Would We Do Without Social Scientists” file, a new study out of Britain that finds professional women benefit from flirting. I’m still waiting for social psychologists to replicate the finding from a few years back that women in bars get better looking the more you drink. (A real study, as I recall, but I can’t find it. All I can find right now is the study that alcohol makes you smarter, but I already knew that.)
Meanwhile, having no sooner noted the millstone of endless exaggeration and scaremongering by the climateers earlier today, I stumbled across the all-time stupidest climate claim ever. Even though it’s from 2004, it’s still worth highlighting here: Can the Earth Explode as a Result of Global Warming? I’m pretty sure the answer is No. Can this possibly be satire? Hard to tell. I’m sure some of the climateers will believe it, since they’ll believe almost anything.
Did you know that California’s official state mollusk is the banana slug? Actually, not quite. The Democratic legislature once upon a time passed a bill to designate the slug as the official mollusk of the Golden State, but then-Governor George Deukmejian wisely vetoed the bill. But the Democratic urge to make the slug official explains a lot, doesn’t it? Seems more fitting for the official mascot of California’s economy if you ask me. Now we hear that Fresno may be the next California municipality to file for bankruptcy. Never fear: Jerry Brown is going to build the first leg of California’s high-speed rail not far from Fresno—just the kind of public “investment” that business really needs to get going, right? Instead, I’m sure the local farming community would settle for some water—that’s the kind of government service that actually helps the private sector, and exactly the kind of government service California’s central valley is not getting from Washington these days. In the meantime, California will just have to get by with its official insect—the Dog Faced Butterfly (not making this up).
NPR has discovered the problem with hyphenated names for married couples: after just one additional generation, the names start to pile up to absurd lengths. Well congratulations, NPR—you’ve just caught up with Ronald Reagan, who was on to this problem in a radio broadcast back around 1978, called “What’s In a Name?” (Not available online anywhere apparently, but included in this CD collection of Reagan’s pre-presidential radio addresses. (UPDATE: Found it! Hat tip: Jeryl Bier. Very much worth a listen, and you’ll see that Reagan does a better job of the story than NPR. But once again we see Ronaldus Magnus is three decades ahead of NPR. But why should that surprise us any more?)
Finally, I haven’t weighed in on the Chick-fil-A controversy, but the photo below warms my heart, as well as ensuring that the Left will continue to disgrace itself with more expressions of liberal “tolerance.”