I believe in The Market,
the Economy almighty,
Creator of profits and wealth,
and in the Job Creator, his only Son, our Lord,
who was conceived by the Invisible Hand,
born of The Principles of Scientific Management,
suffered under Roosevelt,
was taxed, died and was buried;
he descended into Bureaucratic Red Tape;
during the Reagan Administration he rose again from the dead;
he ascended into the C-Suite,
and is seated at the right hand of The Market the Economy almighty;
from there he will come to judge the unionized and the right-to-work.
I believe in the Invisible Hand,
the holy Wharton Business School,
the communion of freshwater economists,
the Golden Parachute,
the disruptive innovation of the corporate body,
and bull markets everlasting. Amen.
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Currency is a collective action; in lieu of having to define standard chickens for barter purposes, we’ll have accounting, and then circulating accounting tokens which we call money. These take a powerful state because counterfeiting is so obviously profitable there have to be penalties to keep the system working.
One very notable thing about the (modern) conservatives is the axiom that there is no legitimate collective action; individuals or nothing. Only money and thus wealth is collective and they’re very pro-wealth. If there’s axiomatically no legitimate collective action, that can’t be right. The way around that is to define money as a thing, and the thing is gold.
If real money is gold, then money has to act like it’s gold, which means inflation is, in effect, an insistence that money isn’t gold. And if money isn’t gold, it’s collective action, and thus a sin.
There’s a whole substrate about conservationism not coping well with the transition off of wealth being rents on agricultural labour (which is what the Great Depression and sequels was), and the present attempt to “fix” that by instituting some sort of debt peonage on labour in general, and the associated refusal to allow the kind of structural change that’s necessary to address climate change, but when it comes to money, money has to be gold or it’s collective action and thus a sin, which would make being rich a sin, and that just can’t be right.
Fusina: I want to live in your parallel universe. This one tends to suck a lot.
Um, are there kitties in your parallel universe?
SmogMonster: There are kitties in all universes. Sometimes the same kitty is in several universes. Kitty mysterious powers, don’t ask me. But that is why they sometimes run around in the middle of the night like the house is on fire or stare intently at blank walls.
esmerelda_ogg: It’s also why one cat, weighing only a few pounds, can sound like a herd of galloping horses during those house-on-fire runs. You’re hearing all the instances of that one cat in all the universes, not just the kitty you see.
Fusina: I knew there had to be an explanation. At one point I apparently had two cats with only one iteration each, and one with lots. This explains why two of them could walk down the stairs and no one heard them, while the smallest of the three sounded like she was stomping down the stairs.
Also, yes, the galloping herd of one cat noise.
Laurent Weppe: Yeah, it must be those multiversal cats’ fault: see, my garden used to be a place where cats loved to hang out, until my dog kicked them all out in 2002: they must have retaliated by sending me to this universe.
VMink: Schroedinger’s Cat is never killed by radiation. It just chases a ball of yarn through a wormhole to another quantum world.
hummusrevolutionaryfront:'Just had my day brightened up. Big Caribbean army bloke in front of me on the DLR knitting. Old lady turns to him and says “I didn't know men could knit”. He turns to her and in his best Caribbean accent says “No ma'am, the only thing men can't do is have babies. And there's nothing women can't do.” '
DLR= Docklands Light Railway, London
knittingcountess:My kind of man!
Whatever you now find weird, ugly, uncomfortable and nasty about a new medium will surely become its signature. CD distortion, the jitteriness of digital video, the crap sound of 8-bit - all of these will be cherished and emulated as soon as they can be avoided. It’s the sound of failure: so much modern art is the sound of things going out of control, of a medium pushing to its limits and breaking apart. The distorted guitar sound is the sound of something too loud for the medium supposed to carry it. The blues singer with the cracked voice is the sound of an emotional cry too powerful for the throat that releases it. The excitement of grainy film, of bleached-out black and white, is the excitement of witnessing events too momentous for the medium assigned to record them.
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BigHank53: The world has provided us with numerous examples of what happens when religious dogma is interpreted as secular law. The term of art is “hellhole”, and most residents of modern polities would rather not live in one.
N_B: I am anxiously waiting for the failed utopian community of pastafarians. I have a picture of the overlords stuffed to the gills with gnocchi seated in front of a scaffold containing the bloody remains of the heretics who have put through the dough cutter.
Warren Terra: Not to mention the bloody conflict over whether gnocchi even are pasta, as versus dumplings.
N_B: They are pasta if the overlords say they are pasta.
rm: Right — just ignore the vast body of scientific evidence that pasta and other noodles share a common dumpling ancestor, with all that that implies for the categorization of gnocchi. I suppose you think it’s impossible to believe in the FSM and culinary science at the same time.
Malaclypse: The Sacred Writings of the Supermarket Aisle clearly state that gnocchi are pasta and not mere dumplings.
Regarding "More Hugo Award Blogging", specifically the disgusting Vox Day quote about women writing romances in space because they can’t hack physics…
Has this man never heard of Catherine Asaro? Award-winning science fiction author? Ph.D. in physics? Writes BOTH hard sci-fi AND romances in space? I’m particularly fond of The Quantum Rose - a romance story where the relationships parallel a particular phenomenon found in quantum physics.
Seriously, this “women can’t hack physics” stuff is bullshit.
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Econ 101 vs. Physics 101:
“If these people are earning that much, that must be the price the invisible hand of the market has decided they’re worth. It’s Economics 101.”
“If you’re already going almost the speed of light, and you accelerate more, you’ll go faster than the speed of light. It’s Physics 101.”
One lane open on an access ramp
And sorry I could not use the other three
One of many commuters, in place I stood
And looked down the others as far as I could
to where they joined the GWB
All four lanes that morning equally lay
in asphalt smooth, in faded black
Oh, Christie kept the three for another day!
Fort Lee’s mayor had got to pay
Decreed Christie’s crooked claque
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Trying to make it make some sense
Four lanes accessed a bridge and I,
I took the only one traveled by,
Chris Christie made all the difference
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There’s an appeal to martyrdom that the GOP contracted from the fundamentalists they recruited in the eighties. There are two ways to be like Jesus: the first one is pretty explicitly laid out in the New Testament: give everything to the poor, etc. This is hard work and not much fun. The other one is sympathetic magic: create a situation where you can claim that you are (1) on the side of God*, and (2) being persecuted for this. Instant martyr points! You have no doubt noticed that many of the “culture war” battles have been played to lose by the right, i.e. school prayer.
So now they have clearly laid out an ironclad syllogism that puts them at Jesus’ right hand, battling the inherent sinfulness of the world.
One of the very deep archetypes of human behavior states that cheating is acceptable when (1) you’re on the side of good, and (2) you’re losing. This is deeper than religion. Look at every culture’s trickster stories. Review The Three Billy Goats. Watch a few screwball teen comedies, or any movie with an underdog character.
Framing the debate in these terms grants the ‘persecuted’ person moral license to cheat. On their taxes, with the babysitter, in the election, whatever. It doesn’t matter what they do, because the alternative (for them) is that Satan** wins.
*Or von Mises, Rand, etc. **Or that 47%.
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