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In economics, we borrowed from the Bourbons; in foreign policy, we drew on themes fashioned by the nomad warriors of the Eurasian steppes. In spiritual matters, we emulated the braying intolerance of our archenemies, the Shite fundamentalists.

In economics, we borrowed from the Bourbons; in foreign poli

Topics: Twentieth Century By Barbara Ehrenreich

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