oft' the ſudden Gale Ruffles the Tide, and ſhifts the dang'rous Sail, […] The drunken Chairman in the Kennel ſpurns, The Glaſſes ſhatters, and his Charge o'erturns.

And to know them, you must know Black Jack Mojo, the gravedance runner.

And Harford’s book, of course, has more than a decade of fresh cautionary tales from our troubled era of social media, big data, algorithmic mayhem, and “alternative facts” on which to draw.

Nancy, a high school student, saw herself as being helpful when she told Maureen, a neurotypical peer, that the horizontal lines on her shirt made her look fat.