La finalité de Tom Friedman

est de nous permettre de savourer Matt Taibbi (voir aussi Flathead il y a 3 ans), quand il analyse les crimes contre la langue et la logique du pire camelot du New York Times :

Remember Friedman’s take on Bush’s Iraq policy? “It’s OK to throw out your steering wheel,” he wrote, “as long as you remember you’re driving without one.” Picture that for a minute. Or how about Friedman’s analysis of America’s foreign policy outlook last May:

“The first rule of holes is when you’re in one, stop digging. When you’re in three, bring a lot of shovels.”

First of all, how can any single person be in three holes at once? Secondly, what the fuck is he talking about? If you’re supposed to stop digging when you’re in one hole, why should you dig more in three? How does that even begin to make sense? It’s stuff like this that makes me wonder if the editors over at the New York Times editorial page spend their afternoons dropping acid or drinking rubbing alcohol. Sending a line like that into print is the journalism equivalent of a security guard at a nuke plant waving a pair of mullahs in explosive vests through the front gate. It should never, ever happen.

Il est féroce sur la forme, mais tout aussi fulgurant (oh, oh, je me friedmanise) sur la vacuité du fond prétendument "écologique".

Voir aussi Klein sur les métaphores animalières ratées.