But Slate 's Jack Shafer disparages widespread comparisons of Burn Rate to Michael Lewis' Liar's Poker and attacks what he deems Wolff's  [B]y repeatedly reminding the reader of what a dishonest, scheming little shit he is, he seeks to inflate his credibility.
They were strongly against the person that inflated their own credibility through lies.
They were touched by the honesty of the man's words.
There is a man jumping.
Children listen to a speech.
The girl is standing at the icecream truck.
The person jumped rope inside.
A toddler is enjoying a stroll through the park being pushed by a person wearing a dress and turban.
The speech was so awful it was greeted by stony silence.