A famous Russian poet once asked literary critic D., “Do you really like A.’s novel? Why did you write such a glowing review for such a horrible piece of writing?”
“No, I don’t really like it,” critic D. responded. “A friend asked me to do this as a favor to him.”
“Oh, thank God!” the poet exclaimed. “It’s such a relief to know that this was simply an act of dishonesty and corruption! I was afraid you actually liked the novel.”
I now think that Bloomberg’s crusade against extra-large soda receptacles is nothing but a ploy he used to get himself talked about everywhere. And the ploy succeeded.
This is actually a relief. I’d rather people did such things for self-promotional purposes. There is nothing scarier than an earnest do-gooder who thinks it is up to him to improve people even though they never asked to be improved.

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