Thomas Friedman's new book is out and about and this guy has his number.
Personally, I've always gotten the impression that Friedman is five to ten years behind the rest of us and he's still missing the bigger picture.
Feel free to decide for yourself if Friedman's happy, slappy hero metaphor is enough to think he has his fingers anywhere near the pulse of whatever he's diagnosing.
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