You've met them, those people who are certain of everything. You sit there, pondering five different explanations for some current event or story, and they confidently assert one. Only one. That's it and it can't be anything else.
Switch the topic and the act is performed again. I'm tempted to bring up the Bolivian economy or the mating habits of whales. No doubt they'd have a explanation waiting in the wings. Lord Melbourne said, "I wish I were as sure of anything as Macaulay is of everything."
I'm sure of one thing: I know what he meant.
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