More important than believing in the magical properties of absolute and unpolluted truth is realizing what we have been told. Why do they tell us what they tell us?
A handful of white coats slicing through the country, dripping and watching them in a beaker. A working group is being set up, with an English name, several white men in gray suits and blank faces. Give us a formula. Show us the way. And from above, Munir, a man in a uniform thrusts us like a flock towards heaven. Some people think it can be that simple. it’s not like that. And still good.
Politics is not an exact science and it cannot be. There is no one formula, there is no one way. This is not a problem. In fact, this is the solution. It is not the best solution. But it’s the best we’ve found so far.
A few days ago, I heard a scientist complain of frustration, loss, and perhaps even deception, when each economist gave her different accounts of what the country’s future might look like. It so amazed the practical mind, used in laboratories, that there could be more than one model and that the graphs would twist according to who showed them.
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