My family's dinners have been invaded lately by a particularly vexing bit of telemarketing, a call saying it's "the finance department" and that they've got that deal we'd discussed, if only I provide some personal data.Liars. I don't know who they are. I don't know what they're selling. And we certainly didn't have a deal.
Patrick Mcilheran; Real Social Contract Skips What Gm Can't Promise
It being nearly Labor Day, commentators are indulging in a version of we-had-a-deal, the sweet, sad whine about the "social contract."No one can quite find the signed original, but this supposed founding pact of the middle class makes bu...