Some particularly nice passages:

Putting the power to publish and consume content into the hands of more people in more places enables everyone to start conversations with facts. With facts, negotiations can become less about who yells louder, but about who has the stronger data. They can also be an equalizer that enables better decisions and more civil discourse. Or, as Thomas Jefferson put it at the start of his first term, “Error of opinion may be tolerated where reason is left free to combat it.”

and

Hal Varian likes to say that the sexy job in the next ten years will be statisticians. After all, who would have guessed that computer engineers would be the cool job of the 90s? When every business has free and ubiquitous data, the ability to understand it and extract value from it becomes the complimentary scarce factor. It leads to intelligence, and the intelligent business is the successful business, regardless of its size. Data is the sword of the 21st century, those who wield it well, the Samurai.

My new favorite site came to me courtesy of one Shanan J. Delp. And even though they have referenced the wearing of a Ross pants suit in more than one post, I will forgive them. Afterall, they have given the world vivid imagery on what it is like to be a patron of the Fit-Lite:

Sooo, if you need to hit up that circuit in a squirrel fur-lined sleeveless hoodie, leather mary-janes (Rabat), pink socks and a wig from the Halloween sale at Walgreens while making calls back to Santa Fe to tell your grandkiddies that you made them a new dreamcatcher, do your thing girl. I’ll wait.

Enjoy. Thanks Shanan.

Don’t Wear A Flickr Sweater If You Don’t Want Losers Pitching You Partnerships

or

Oh Lord Who Put Half A Chicken Breast Down There?

But I’m sure I’ll keep reading — and not only because it is a better use of my time than reading Defamer (I have never heard of any of the current celebrities anyway. Seriously, who watches “Real Housewives?”). But I’ll skip the “Peanut Gallery” — basically the posts that aren’t written by the wiseass hypocrit that started the site. I mean, this isn’t the Huffington Post. It is a stupid sarcastic site that uses photos of armless babies and naked fat people to get laughs. I don’t care what its “citizen journalists” have to say.

Anyway, I was happy to see it back.