I’ve spent an absolutely wonderful weekend celebrating my sister’s wedding, so I have no appetite whatsoever for addressing at any length Ben Stein writing on "the economics of love". Trust me, the column is just as as unpleasant as it sounds.
The only thing I can even bring myself to cite is the bit where Stein quotes Braddock Hickman – the man who provided the intellectual underpinnings for Mike Milken’s reign as junk-bond king – in defense of the astonishing and stupid idea that "high-quality bonds consistently yield more return than junk". So just take this as a warning: do not read this article. It could be seriously damaging to your lunch.