The Wanderer: Guns don't kill children, pools kill children

quarta-feira, julho 13, 2005

Guns don't kill children, pools kill children

Se você tem um filho, uma piscina e uma arma em casa; trate cercar a piscina. A probabilidade da criança morrer afogada é 100 vezes maior.

Acabei de ler Freakonomics e tenho que dizer que o livro é muito bom. Escrito em conjunto pelo jornalista do New Yok Time Stephen J. Dubner e o futuro Nobel de Economia Steven J. Levitt. A edição brasileira ainda tem um prefácio bacana do ilustríssimo Claudio "Claudião" Haddad.

Também tenho que dizer que o cara do Times da uma estragadinha na genialidade do Levitt, mas creio que é o preço a pagar se você não tem vontade (ou conhecimento) de ler os trabalhos dele.

O livro é escrito "pros leigos", mas é também bom exercício de econometria "pros iniciados". Leia e desemburreça.

2 comentários:

Anônimo disse...: Para um equivalente em fisica moderna, leia "The Road to Reality", de Roger Penrose.; 11:24 PM
Luiz Felipe Amaral disse...: Esta aí a dica!; 12:16 AM

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I went out walking
Through streets paved with gold,
Lifted some stones of the skin and bones
Of a city without a soul.

I went out walking
Under an atomic sky,
Where the ground won’t turn and the rain it burns
Like the tears when I said goodbye.

Yeah, I went with nothing
Nothing but the thought of you
I went wandering.

I went drifting
Through the capitals of tin,
Where men can’t walk or freely talk
And sons turn their fathers in.

I stopped outside a church house
Where the citizens lack to sit,
They say they want the kingdom
But they don’t want God in it.

I went out riding
Down that old eight lane,
I passed by a thousand signs
Looking for my own name.

I went with nothing,
But the thought you’d be there too
Looking for you.

I wet out there
In search of experience
To taste and touch and to view as much
As a man can before he redempts.

I went out searching
Looking for one good man
A spirit who would not bend or break
Who would sit at his fathers right hand.

I went walking
With a bible and a gun
The word of God laid heavy on my heart
I was sure I was the one.

Now Jesus, don’t you wait up
Jesus I’ll be coming home soon
I went out for the papers
Told her I’d be back by noon.

Yeah, I left with nothing
But the thought you’d be there too
Looking for you.

Yeah, I left with nothing
Nothing but the thought of you
I went wandering.

(U2 & Johnny Cash)

quarta-feira, julho 13, 2005

Guns don't kill children, pools kill children

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