What Price to Admit Error? UPDATED
It is statistically impossible for me to be right all the time.
What Price to Admit Error?
I was also wrong about Louis C.K. Sure, when I made my semi-defense of the man no one had actually come out and declared that he was a sick asshat who just couldn't stop exposing himself to women, but I was still wrong. Joe, however, was dead right. C.K. has made his mea culpa and we'll see if he makes amends. But I was WRONG.
America has always sold itself like a potluck dinner—“Bring your culture! Bring your grandma’s recipes! Bring the funky spices we can pretend we invented!”