Googlefight: hours down the drain. Endless fun. A new gambling opportunity.
Ken kicked my ass six ways from sunday, btw, the bastid: Mike Whybark v. Ken Goldstein.
On the other hand, this is obviously a conventional wisdom meter: Rolling Stones v. Beatles.
So what on earth should I make of quality v. quantity?
I suppose I’ll take consolation in the knowledge that discernment v. popularity at least provides a sensible result.
I can rest my case with the inevitable Macintosh v. Windows.