And it's not funny. Yes, I have a bee in my bonnet about Wikipedia. Why? Well, where do I begin...
Anyone can edit it. Think really hard about this, or, in the alternative, just let the intuitive insanity of that hit you.
Any moron can, with a few mouse clicks, post anything at all he wants. Many such morons do. You may think that the truth will win out, that the "good" editors will gang up on the vandals and expend more energy fixing mistakes and improving articles than the vandals spend wrecking them.
Well, you sure are naive! For one thing, the "good" (i.e. pathologically energetic) editors are often precisely the problem. Someone with an ideological axe to grind and a modicum of cleverness can spin falsehood so that it takes a great deal of energy (and often research) to prove his biased statements are just that. The kind of person who does this quite literally has nothing better to do with his time than spend hours every day telling you why the Gulag really wasn't that bad, and if you try to refute him simply, you're in for a treat. He will ask you to cite every. single. thing. you say. Why this standard does not apply reciprocally is unclear to me, but even when I am in the mood to be civil and meticulous, my careful edits have earned me universal scorn, whereas the careless propaganda gets praise and support.
And that's when I'm feeling in a civil mood. When I unleash the full power of my resentment, hatred, arrogance, and intelligence, I have no chance. Sadly, citing oneself as the authority on everything fails to work, even when accurate.
When even the intellectual elites cannot get their facts straight (I had a Yale Law alumna tell a class that Larry Summers thinks women are stupid), why are we putting our faith in the plebs?
Hell in a handbasket for the lose!