Start of long weekend, where the Nation trips happily outside into the warm summer sun. Well, sun anyway—more or less. Not really summer, either.
Turns out the climate change forecasts of unbearable heat were slightly optimistic. Never mind. Just remember what your mother always used to say: when it’s cold, you can always put another layer on.
Now some, through duty or circumstance, will not be out-of-doors and must remain hunched over the warm glow of their screens. Compiled for these fine citizens are the top 20 posts of all time, as measured by unique views.
The list doesn’t capture every dimension of delight. Most people come right to the home page, which has more than 90 times the number of unique views as does the top post. And then those who use readers aren’t in the mix.
Some of the posts are popular because Google thinks that I am the source to go to for pocket squares or for pictures of bar codes. Still, as the list proves, besides boneless pork rectums men’s fashion is ever on the mind, as is global warming, a.k.a. rampant climate change.
Don’t get me wrong: climate change is deadly. Deadly dull. I now have to force myself to write about it. How many busted forecasts, overconfident proclamations, and overblown ginned up horrific warnings do we need before the other side cries Uncle?
Well, to be honest, the Hire Me page is not a top spot. It barely occupies a bottom position. It’s like the horse who forgot what he was doing at the gate and who stood around blinking when the bell sounded.
This is all your fault.
Yes, this is a reminder that the first purpose of this site is mercenary. It is to keep your author in cigars, whiskey, but mainly books and rent.
Get the word out to your rich relatives, eccentric billionaires, and other people with funds to disperse that Briggs—the Statistician to the Stars!—is ready to come and speak at their place of business and tell them everything they are doing wrong.
Spécialités de la maison: Speaking at functions of every kind, contract research, penning articles for money.