Slushy

From Anand Giridharadas’ New York Times review of REVENGE OF THE TIPPING POINT: Overstories, Superspreaders, and the Rise of Social Engineering, by Malcolm Gladwell [italics mine].

Some may find the faux-thriller construction annoying, but I believe it is necessary as a subsidy to, and concealer of, weak-sauce ideas. In his earlier books, Gladwell at least coined catchy rules of thumb (the mastery of a skill takes 10,000 hours, for instance), even if their validity was questionable. But in “Revenge of the Tipping Point,” even the rules have the consistency of a slushy.

It’s a good review, but in this reader’s eyes, the use and or spelling of slushy is wrong. Either rules are slushy or they have the consistency of a slushie. 

Slushy is the kind of puddle you step into in late-February, when you’ve just missed the M4 and rain is running from the stem of your umbrella right down the inside of your sleeves. 

A slushie is what you might consider on a hot day, summer in the city, along the Greenway path to the GW Bridge.

Next year, maybe the Mets.