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F. B. Knight

F. B. Knight is Curmudgeon-in-Residence at The Attila the Hun School of Management where he oversees the education of young managers, turning them into decision makers...unilateral decision makers, that is.

As a writer, F. B. is not terribly productive. He occasionally dashes off an essay when he is in a particularly irascible mood. He hopes that he will someday have enough essays to be collected into book form, and that publishing such a tome will make him filthy rich. At his current rate of slothfulness, F. B. should have enough collected columns for that book in four more years. (A normally productive columnist can publish one every year or so.) The likelihood of its ever making the bestseller list and achieving his dreams is very low.

In the meantime, F. B. keeps ranting at the world.

Maybe his hat is just too tight?

The Joyful Curmudgeon

TitleDate
Time for an Offer They Can't Refuse02 May 2005
Manifest Poetic Destiny20 Apr 2004
Grow Your Own…Roads13 Apr 2004
The Fourth Wave02 Apr 2004
Behind the Curve of Civilization20 Mar 2004
How to Lower Gas Prices12 Mar 2004
Foxy France’s Grand Strategy for War with Iraq25 Feb 2003
Does Civilized Mean a Thin Veneer?14 Feb 2003
A Microeconomic View of Kowtowing to the U.N.10 Feb 2003
Seizing Opportunities09 Dec 2002
Enron Theories27 Sep 2002
To Boldly Go Where No Reporter Has Gone Before16 Sep 2002
What will it cost to not bring down Saddam? Part I15 Sep 2002
What will it cost to not bring down Saddam? Part II15 Sep 2002
Imperial America? You ain’t seen nothin’ yet!11 Sep 2002
Reparations?19 Aug 2002
Acting or Reacting?08 Aug 2002
Is that Thunder?21 Jul 2002
Freedoms Curtailed by Insurance Companies09 May 2002
Make War, Not Love!09 May 2002
Bring on the Empire, Episode I01 May 2002
Bring on the Empire, Episode II02 May 2002
Bring on the Empire, Episode III02 May 2002
Bring on the Empire, Episode IV02 May 2002
Parting28 Apr 2002
The Flexibility and Use of Some Laws22 Apr 2002
 
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