Ben Bernanke is like an economist on a misty morning, because he hasn’t the foggiest clue.

“I found a pristine lake, undisturbed by man. So, of course I had to clang a few…”

“My name is Aviva. It’s not male, and it’s not female, but it is a palindrome—wh…”

“I called, but the phones were all tied up. And so were the operators who normal…”

“Dear Miss Hummingbird,
The leaves are turning green now, but not with envy. But…”