But first . . .
NTMD
Thirty-eight new prescriptions for BiDil
September 13. Stock down another 48 cents yesterday, to $17.72
(company now valued at $540 million). Don’t
sell your puts.
EQUAL RIGHTS
The House passed a bill yesterday, 223-199, that would expand the existing federal hate crimes
law to include hate crimes based on sexual
orientation. Even 30
Republicans went along with it.
With luck, the
Senate will concur and the President will sign this law.
I know some of
you don’t believe we should have laws against hate crimes at all – that a crime
is a crime is a crime, regardless of motivation – but I would argue, first,
that we should, because society has a special interest in seeing these crimes
investigated and punished. (For one
thing, they sometimes would otherwise get low priority, because law enforcement
officials sometimes share the prejudice on which the crimes themselves are
based. For another, hate crimes
victimize not just the victim, as with most crimes, but the entire class to
which that victim belongs. We have a
collective interest in not seeing blacks attacking whites just because they are
white, or whites attacking blacks, or Baptists attacking Jews or straights
beating in the brains of men walking out of gay bars.) And I would argue that if you disagree, you
should work to repeal the existing hate crimes statutes – but, in the meantime,
don’t deny that gay bashings deserve the same consideration as race bashings or
religion bashings. To exclude only gay
bashings is to say that they are less worthy of our concern.
And now . . .
EINSTEIN’S
BIRD
Some of you may have seen a drawing of Albert
Einstein in the March 21 New Yorker,
standing on stage, mike in hand, in the pose of Borscht-Belt comedian – with a
parrot on his shoulder.
You may also have read the quote that
inspired this drawing:
“Einstein’s
75th birthday occurred on March 14, 1954, and among the flood of
presents from around the world was a parrot, sent
in the mail by a medical institute.
Einstein took a liking to the parrot, which he named Bibo,
but he decided the bird was depressed.
He tried to cheer it up by telling it bad jokes.”
– New York Times, April 24, 2004
If so, you almost surely then went on to read the
bad jokes Patricia Marx imagined Einstein might have told the parrot. Such as . . .
“I see we have a bird in the audience. Why so down, my feathered friend? Gravity getting to you?”
And . . . “The other day I’m at the
deli and I say, ‘Waiter, there’s a sub-atomic particle in my borscht! It’s enormous! Look at it go!’ So the waiter says, ‘I’m sorry, sir, but you
know what Heisenberg says about the limitation of measuring two properties of a
quantum object with infinite precision.’
So I say, ‘But Werner Heisenberg was a big fat Nazi.’ So the waiter says, ‘I’ll get the manager.’”
And . . . “How many physicists does
it take to screw in a light bulb? Two. One to screw in the light bulb and the other to sit around and say,
‘Why bother? Speed of light will
beat you every time.’”
(And of course . . . “Take Newtonian physics – please.”)
(Oh! And . . . “But seriously: with this hair,
wouldn’t you think I’d have been the one to come up with string theory?”)
But here’s what
separates this personal finance web site from what you can get at Quicken or
Yahoo or Vanguard or even the Motley Fool.
At this personal finance website, because I
have developed a personal relationship with Patricia Marx herself (I didn’t
want you to think I was going through her garbage to get this), I can reveal
the bad Einstein jokes she submitted to the New Yorker you didn’t read – the ones that had to be excised to make room
for the drawing.
These included, in snare drum order:
“You think you’ve got problems. Every time I go to a restaurant with friends,
one of them gives me the check at the end of the meal and says, ‘Albert, you do
the math.’”
“Have you heard the one about God? So He’s at Caesar’s Palace, standing next to
the crap table and the croupier says, “But with all due respect, God, Albert
Einstein says you don’t play dice with the universe. ‘Yeah,’ says God, ‘Wasn’t Al also wrong about
the cosmological constant?’”
“You think you have it bad. My mother won’t let me bring my girlfriend
home for Thanksgiving. You know
why? She says, “It’s
all relatives.”
“How do you get an elephant into a black
hole? That’s the easy part. Try getting him out.”
“What do gravity and electromagnetism have in
common? Hey, if I knew the answer to
that, I’d be on my way back to Stockholm.”
And finally (my favorite) . . .
“So anyway, a neutron walks into a bar. And the bartender says, ‘For you, no
charge.’”
Da-DUM-dum.
“That’s all
I got,” Einstein concludes. “You’ve been a great bird.”
Have a good weekend.