Talking to a friend this afternoon, I mentioned how Henry Ford supposedly once said that if he’d asked the public what they’d wanted, they’d have said “faster horses.”
The friend’s sober response, with a nod to climate change: “Maybe he should have.”
My undelivered thought-of-it-five-minutes-later riposte: :”Depends on whether you’d rather be knee-deep in sea water or horseshit.”
That’s what I love about blogs… in this world your brilliant retort happens in real-time! Why is it that these sorts of responses always occur to us five minutes later than what we’d have liked?
See, I’d love to start a site called “Esprit d’escalier” where you can report on those ingenious replies that were just a little too shy of immediate. (And then other users could vote them up, and… okay, I’m already thinking of which Drupal modules to use. Bad sign, that.)
But maybe those great lines should die in obscurity. I never want to mess with the number one rule about comic timing: better never than late.