I was brain-dead
Not up to speed...
- REM, "What's The Frequency Kenneth?" (1994)A week ago I took The Economist to task for publishing an article of questionable merit.
It was with some trepidation, therefore, that I two days ago clicked on a Banyan essay entitled:
"Japan a year later: The view from the north"
However, I was amazed, engrossed, enthralled. The writing was clear, concise, yet evocative. The examples were apt; the arguments balanced; the conclusions firmly rooted in fact.
"Well, now," I thought, "Perhaps I was a little hasty and haughty. It seems everything is going to be all right."
Then I checked back at the beginning of the essay -- and my heart went into a steep dive.
"by K. N. C." the byline said.
"Oh no. It's Kenneth!" I wailed.
The one Japan lost to London.
Can't blame The Economist. Where one wants an employee with a talent for rendering complex concepts into succinct sentences, a head for figures and a work ethic "asiduous" fails to capture is back home at the mothership.
Damn this blessed land will miss him.