A short, terrific story by Arthur C. Clarke.
I just reread it and it is as great as when I read it years ago. It's great because of the ending, of course. To me, a great ending is the hardest thing in fiction to pull off. I would put this on a very short list of the best endings I've ever read.
Given the massive popularity of private investing today, it may very well be true that, as a great man once almost said, “Never have so many paid so much to so few for the privilege of being told so little.”
Another bad effect of the "nation's legal cannabis market".
People who have lived under socialism/Communism tend to make fine US patriots.
A paper forthcoming in RE Stat argues that ". . . the preponderance of evidence suggests that minimum wage increases are an ineffective policy strategy for eliminating poverty."
Overlooked in mostly dopey attacks on Big Pharma are the terribly important generic drugs and their awfully thin profit margins.
Randy Clarke will have been in charge of the DC Metro just three years next month. But he sounds like a miracle worker.
Related: "DC’s Metro Made a Comeback. Meet the Man Behind It."
A win for what is correct:
Clarence Thomas has spent his professional life trying to return American law to the Declaration of Independence’s founding promise that individuals should be judged as individuals rather than as members of racial, gender, or ethnic groups.
Needless to say this should be stopped ASAP.
As usual, follow the money.