I'd say "fake news" discredits someone faster than...

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Anonymous asked:

I'd say "fake news" discredits someone faster than "late-stage capitalism" (or its more common variant, "late capitalism").

sadoeconomist answered:

Fair enough, that’s two syllables, that is faster, though you need to check to see if they’re using it ironically or not. I’ve never seen someone say ‘late capitalism’ ironically

Anyone have a one-syllable word that no one uses ironically that only idiots or people arguing in bad faith use?

trickytalks

Can someone explain why “fake news” is automatically discrediting now, you can totally use that phrase to apply to websites like the Onion and it is a common collection of words that has a clear meaning, if it signals politics it does so in tiny reference pools where the context makes it easier to derive their politics anyhow.

slatestarscratchpad

What exactly is the problem with “fake news”? I agree it’s suspicious that everyone started talking about it around the same time, but I’ve run into fake news articles pretty often, they seem like a bad thing, and although I’m not in favor of rolling back freedom of speech surely it’s possible to worry about it without being a bad person?

Source: sadoeconomist

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