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I scored my dream job at Rolling Stone when I was in my second year at uni. After interviewing cool Aussie bands, reviewing events, and getting drunk with the stars at countless after parties for three years, I thought it was time to pursue a serious career. So I got a job in advertising. I lasted six months. These days, my life is all about magazines. I even started my own pop culture publication, Corker, to feed my addiction. When I’m not working, I’m partying (usually with free drinks!). Life is sweet.
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04 Feb, 2009
There’s a study out there to prove absolutely anything. Don’t want to give up your after work, Monday to Friday drinks? That’s okay because studies report that a glass of vino a day is good for your heart.
Changed your mind and decided that you want to give up alcohol because you’re pissing away a good portion of your pay? Well, hey, how about this? Statisticians in England put together a little study about how drinking moderate amounts of alcohol can cause an early death. I don’t want to die yet! Oh wait, what’s this? A professor in the US claims that red wine (and other purple foods) helps you live longer. WTF?
See my point? There’s a study to prove anything. Recently, David E. Kalist and Daniel Y. Lee of Shippensburg University in Pennsylvania decided that they wanted to prove that people with uncommon names are more likely to commit crimes.
The best part of the study – and be prepared to scoff with me people – is that they associated uncommon names with people of a lower socio-economic status. Specifically, people who lived in “disadvantaged home environment[s], [resided] in a county with low socioeconomic status, and [lived in] households run by one parent."
Can someone please email the researchers on my behalf and introduce them to millionaire baby, Knox Leon Jolie-Pitt? Cate Blanchett’s newest bub, Ignatius Martin? And, Sophocles Iraia, whose dad is Flight of the Concord’s Jermaine Clement?
On second thought, maybe Hollywood does have a secret plan to breed a new generation of serial-killers, drug pushers, and corner hookers…
While I ponder my latest conspiracy theory, I guess I’ll go rob a convenience store for tampons during my lunch break (that’s right, all you “ordinary-named people”, my name is spelt with two z’s and pronounced Lee-za).
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