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Thursday, December 14, 2023

Who Me? Yes.

See "How To Live Like A Cynic" by Ansgar Allen, December 6, 2023 at psyche.co ( https://psyche.co/guides/how-to-live-like-a-cynic-and-challenge-social-norms OR https://web.archive.org/web/20231207101328/https://psyche.co/guides/how-to-live-like-a-cynic-and-challenge-social-norms )

For a while I thought this was it. Not quite, but it's close. It's inspiration.

I keep thinking that if I had my life to do over again, everything would be different. True. True of me an everyone else, but how? Definitely more along these lines:

  • Improvise your life.
  • Live shamelessly.
  • Push against all boundaries.
  • Act with courage, refuse to respect the powerful.
  • Give up everything you can live without.

I also recommend "Mornings on Horseback" by David McCullough, an amazing and thorough book-length biography of Theodore Roosevelt. He lived somewhat along the lines of the principles listed above, better than I have, though much more conventionally than Diogenes. Everyone has lived much more conventionally than Diogenes, but it's the core ideas. Very similar in both cases. Both fearless beings.

Particularly, in my case, I come from people who try to fade into the background, and had almost no education in how to get through life from my parents. They were both clueless, both the youngest of large families, my mother being a good little girl and my father being a spoiled brat who never worked. Both incapable of actually dealing with what life threw at them.

Being shy, and bookish, and having no clue about anything, and seeing my relatives wander aimlessly through their own lives, I grew up making lots of mistakes. Mostly mistakes. All the way through. My whole life so far has been one continuous mistake.

I have missed nearly every opportunity, played by the rules, deferred to authority, hoped for the best, and continued getting it all wrong.

Now I'm revamping myself, reinventing, reforming, redoing. Though I no longer have to work for money, I am working, working at making myself the person I should have been all the way through. My one practical talent is that I know how to live within my means and with that have always been good at saving money, so I've got enough of that anyway, and its freedom.

I read Allen's "How To Live Like A Cynic" piece, and then got his book and a couple others on cynic philosophy and started reading them. And quickly gave up on all. Three academic works, going into endless detail about everything except the subject that I was interested in. The bullet points above do a better job, and Allen's piece is stellar. He hits the relevant points and covers them in enough detail to get the core ideas across. That's enough right there. You don't need more.

I'm thinking a lot here of software development, but I'm actually more interested in process than in programming, though in my so-called "professional" life, producing software was supposedly the goal. In line with this, I'm also working my way through Andy Hunt's "Pragmatic Thinking and Learning: Refactor Your Wetware", which is all about thinking. Also great. Ground-breaking, earth-shaking. More than reformative. Revolutionary.

For me it's all about the principles. I'm abstract, more interested in "what" and "why" than in "how". Cynicism and pragmatic thinking have been key parts of me since the beginning, and I'm only now, late in life, realizing that, and identifying who I could have been and what I could have done. I'm an inventor, a designer, a creative, iconoclastic dirty-fingernail philosopher. For me, what works is what works, and I keep trying to figure that out, no matter how anyone else does it. ("If it ain't broke, don't fix it," and "We've never done it that way" have always enraged me, and will forever.)

OK-fine and too bad. My life has been a waste, but here we are.

At least I do recognize the truth of things and am working on it. I like clarity and direction, unencumbered by the clutter of life, so once again:

  • Improvise your life.
  • Live shamelessly.
  • Push against all boundaries.
  • Act with courage, refuse to respect the powerful.
  • Give up everything you can live without.

These are things that I've been doing all along, but accidentally, too quietly, in private, internally, without a real plan.

I'm not now headed for the street to run up and down, howling, and knocking the hats off people to get my point across. No. I plan on asserting myself when necessary, standing my intellectual ground, never being intimidated, living bullshit-free, and just getting on with it. Anyone else wants to do it a different way, fine, go ahead. Not me. I won't get in your face unless you force it.

It's December, the Xmas season, again. When I was five years old I badgered my parents until they finally gave in and admitted that Santa Claus was a fake, didn't exist. That's me. I'm proud.

And that was about five years before we had television. Before we had television, so I wasn't seeing programs every night with plots about guys dressing up in funny red suits to lie to children. How I figured it out I don't remember, but I did. Santa Claus is the first deep societal evil perpetrated on children.

I got past that and want to live the remainder of my life getting past the rest. End of story.

 


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Wednesday, July 19, 2023

Mind The Gap

See the Paul Graham essay (www.paulgraham.com/gap.html) of the same name.

I like this essay. It made me mad at first, but then I caught on and it made me feel good. I got giddy realizing that I'd been wrong all these years, and my problem wasn't figuring out what I wanted to be when I grew up, or finding the right job, or figuring out how to be extroverted and fearless enough to go out and talk people into working with me, but my problem was just relaxing and giving myself permission to grab whatever it was that I wanted and needed in life. Honestly, and through hard work, sure, but grabbing need not inspire guilt.

If there is no shortage of wealth, then I can have as much as I want, and I don't have to worry where it comes from. If I don't happen to create my quota then someone else will just make more, because wealth is not found or given but created. So easy.

Mr. Graham has opened my eyes: "making money is a very specialized skill...but when a few people make more money than the rest, we get editorials saying this is wrong.... What causes people to react so strongly?

"(1) the misleading model of wealth we learn as children

"(2) the disreputable way in which, till recently, most fortunes were accumulated

"(3) and the worry that great variations in income are somehow bad for society."

Because we're given money as children, and do not earn or manufacture it, we grow up with a distorted view, he says. In the past, fortunes were created largely by taking what others had and saying, in effect, "It's mine now, just come and try to take it back and I'll kill all the rest of you too."

And now that the world has become so technologically intense, some of us can be ever so much more productive than others, and we get fantastically rich because of it, and the poorest among us are fantastically richer than the poorest of the past, and both the poor and rich alike are now all pretty much the same. We eat the same foods, buy the same goods, live in houses with central heating, drive cars, and so on.

So what's the big deal then? Why should anyone get upset because Mr. Bill Gates owns something in the neighborhood of $60 billion, and the average person with a median sort of income makes somewhere in the neighborhood of $50,000 a year. Does it matter that an average person would have to work 1,200,000 years to equal that wealth?

Yes.

One of the current political arguments is about inheritance of wealth. Some refer to taxation of inheritance as a tax on dying. I understand that there is something called an estate tax and something called an inheritance tax, and that the former kicks in upon death, and the latter upon descent of value to one's heirs. And that isn't the issue.

Neither is the amount, or the cutoff value.

What is relevant is that we live in one world and that wealth is not infinite, and neither can it be created on the fly. Sorry, Mr. Graham. Such taxes exist because wealth is dangerous. Hardship we can handle. It brings us together and coaxes the best out of us. Not so with being wealthy, especially if we inherit it. It sours us. That's why we tax inheritance.

I know all too little about economics, but one of the things I do know is that there are various kinds of industries, and the wealth-producing industries are those like mining, fishing, hunting, agriculture, in which value is either directly removed from the belly of the earth itself, or free natural processes are harvested. Without sunshine, air and water, agriculture would be pointless, and agriculture would be pointless if a farmer had to produce light, heat, air and water to feed crops and livestock. What gives farming a shot at profitability is the availability of energy, substances, and processes that are there for the taking.

Yes, farmers may have to pay for the use of irrigation water, or pay to pump it from the ground, but they don't have to create hydrogen and oxygen, combine them, capture the resulting water, and apply it to their plants. No farmer has to create plants or animals from piles of minerals, and invent metabolic pathways that consume water, air, and nutrients, and then provide nourishment. It takes smarts, care, hard work and luck, but the basics are there for use by anyone, for free.

All industries except for a very few just transform that wealth which is created, and since wealth, fundamentally, is material, it is limited. Don't confuse energy with immateriality. Energy is equivalent to matter. They are two aspects of the same phenomenon. It is also limited. The universe at large may contain more matter and energy than humanity can even comprehend, let alone use, but right here where we live there are limits.

"Materially and socially, technology seems to be decreasing the gap between the rich and the poor, not increasing it. If Lenin walked around the offices of a company like Yahoo or Intel or Cisco, he'd think communism had won.... Everything would seem exactly as he'd predicted, until he looked at their bank accounts. Oops," says Mr Graham.

But it's just not so. Technology and politics are increasing the gap between rich and poor. It may be true in the past that the nobility lived far better than the other 98% of the population, and that a simple peasant could never have dreamed of becoming king. A peasant may have dreamed of having enough bread to eat, but no more.

But in that far distant past, almost everyone was pretty much at the same level, the other 98% of them. They may have been abjectly poor compared to even our common homeless street alcoholics, and diseased, and ignorant, but there was no real gap. Everyone was like them, except for a few exotics in feathers and brocades, who lived in high palaces and kept armies. Those few were seen as gods, not as rich humans.

Those clever youths mingling freely in bright offices of technology companies did not create the world. And we cannot compare them only one to another. There never was, is not, and never will be the self-made-man. We depend on each other. We are better now at extracting and shaping the things we can harvest from the earth, and make a much wider variety of things from out common raw materials. Because of our education (from knowledge slowly built up over the last 4.5 million years of human existence) we have learned about new raw materials. We no longer seek only to mine silver, gold, copper, coal, iron and lead. We now make from sand machines that think. But the sand is still free. We take it and use it but no matter how clever we might be, we still can't afford to make it.

But even beyond that, there is the use of the rest of the world's people as raw material. Those bright young happy people in offices are not the whole story. We should not compare them one to another, but to the rest of the world's peoples.

If a factory in Mexico can make shirts cheaper than one in Cincinnati, then it's off to Mexico with the factory and our jobs. Then to India from Mexico, and then to China from India, and to Vietnam, Laos, Malaysia, and who knows where. Anywhere people are paid less for more work is good for our cubicle dwellers. Cheaper goods means that they keep more of the money they make, and through taxes apply subsidies for our own industries, so they and we get wealthier and wealthier. Some of us. Not all of us.

Some of our own, lots of our own in fact, are going down with the ship as well. It isn't just the farmers of India who are paid so little for their crops that they can't afford to eat. Even though the grain they produce is sold to Australia and Europe as cattle feed, and even though some is repurchased and imported back again into India to serve as emergency rations for the poorest. Even in this country the price paid farmers keeps dropping while retail prices hold steady. And many Americans scratch through food banks now, seeking enough to just get through the month.

It doesn't matter much that as Palagummi Sainath has said, India ranks eighth in the world in the number of billionaires (as figured in U.S. dollars, no less). India is getting both richer and poorer at the same time, as the gap between the richest and the poorest widens. As it is in this country, which has the biggest gap among all "developed" nations. And we can feel it.

We're long past the time when one income could support a family. Like it or not, many women if given the choice would prefer to work at home raising their children. It happens that women are really good at that, and it can be really good for children. But few can do it, because even with a woman and her husband working, they still have trouble getting by these days.

No, wealth doesn't come out of the air. It doesn't materialize when smart, educated, driven people apply themselves. That's needed, but wealth grows exceedingly slowly if it has to be created. Only when wealth is taken, as Mr Graham has said happened in the past, does the graph take a sharp upward jump.

And we are more and more rapidly taking from the poorest of the world to benefit the richest. We are taking resources and labor from the poorest of the world and using them for our benefit, and not giving back. We are dealing with the lowest bidder, the one who does not provide clean water, enough food, medical care, education, and who does not enforce even the most basic labor laws. And that's one reason why we are getting richer.

Some of us.

I simply don't agree with Mr Graham that "in a modern society, increasing variation in income is a sign of health". I believe that the opposite is true. Wealth creates both economic and political power, and the wealthy use power to become even wealthier and more powerful. That is the way it is today, and that is the way it has always been. We are too weak to control our lust for wealth and power. It is the human disease.

That is why the United States has a constitution.

If you want a truly healthy and happy society, one full of rich competition and growth in the arts, sciences and in business, you need to have an egalitarian one. One that has learned from the sad mistakes of human history. One that is wise enough to know that unchecked capitalism is as dangerous as unregulated military power.

If wealth is good, and a gap in wealth is better, and increasingly better as it grows wider, then power is also good, and a disparity in power is better, and absolute power is best. Either route will lead to an intense concentration of wealth, political power, religious power, police power, and military power. Dictatorship. The ultimate monopoly. It always happens. That is not what I want for the United States, or for the world as a whole.

Mr Graham ignores the story of Europe, a subcontinent that has learned the hard way. The European Union has a larger population than the United States. It is wealthier than the United States. Its people are better educated and happier. They all have health care, and don't worry about their pensions. They have high taxes and they pay them willingly. They know what the alternative is. They know what they're getting for the money. Several countries, including France, even have higher productivity than the United States. Bite that.

Europeans know that too much difference between the two ends of the economic spectrum creates problems for everyone. It isn't a personal moral failure to be poor, it's a social moral failure. It makes sense to share. An educated population can adapt and innovate. It can be more creative and peaceful. A healthy population need not fear epidemics bred and spread through a diseased underclass.

Toward the end of his essay, Mr Graham says a couple of interesting things.

"If I had a choice of living in a society where I was materially much better off than I am now, but was among the poorest, or in one where I was the richest, but much worse off than I am now, I'd take the first option.... It's absolute poverty you want to avoid, not relative poverty."

This is of course just the opposite of reality. Poverty is poverty. Being poor in a rich society is a little better than being poor in a poor society, but not much. The poor always suffer more. It doesn't matter whether they drive old cars or walk shoeless . The status of poverty is the crime, and the poor live shorter, less happy and less healthy lives because of it. Period.

And if Mr Graham lived as a rich man in a poor society, he would be much better off. If it bothered him too much, he could use his wealth to do good. This is rare, but some have done it. Without modern medicine and sanitation he might die relatively young, but maybe not. Many premodern societies were full of the elderly. It was the first five years of life that were the most dangerous. After that, if you didn't have to work too hard, if you were rich, you probably had it made. And the rich get a big boost just from being rich, and from being powerful. That's why they lived into old age.

Mr Graham's final comment is "You need rich people in your society not so much because in spending their money they create jobs, but because of what they have to do to get rich. I'm not talking about the trickle-down effect here. I'm not saying that if you let Henry Ford get rich, he'll hire you as a waiter at his next party. I'm saying that he'll make you a tractor to replace your horse."

Um, yes he is. It's right in there. "In spending their money they create jobs" is a standard line of the wealthy, even though he says it isn't so. Every wealthy person believes in an absolute, innate right to their own wealth: because I am wealthy I am good, and because I am wealthy I create jobs all around me, and so I deserve to be even wealthier, because I am blessed. If I were not blessed, I would be poor too.

But try to find a person who actually manufactured a significant portion of his or her wealth. It doesn't happen. My wealth comes from getting someone else's wealth. It's that old economic thing again. Money does grow on trees, and in oil wells, but hardly anyone gets it there. It's too much work. It's much easier and more fun to get it from someone else. Just to pick on Bill Gates again (well heck, everyone knows who he is), he didn't create wealth. He accumulated money from you and me for a long time. What he has now was once ours, and we willingly gave it to him.

Therefore he is now rich. Not a self-made man, but one that you and I made.

Will you pray for him? Or for Rupert Murdoch? Or for Warren Buffett? Larry Ellison? Do you sob with joy when you think of what Donald Trump has done for the world? How do these people compare to Albert Schweitzer, Mohandas Gandhi, Martin Luther King, Jr., or the Dalai Lama? How about Jesus?

Rich men, were they? Self-made millionaires? Do you admire them because of that? Or because they gave? Who's powerful now?

What really does matter? What is the value of a rich man, except to excite our own greed? Is there even a single thing to admire about a rich man? Isn't wealth a measure not of how much one has, but of how much one gives?

Mr Graham would not want to live as a poor man in a rich society. The basis of his essay has an opposing thrust. He is an entrepreneur. He values accumulating and winning. To be happy as a poor man means that he is not an entrepreneur. But he is.

If free enterprise is followed to its limit, and the accumulation of wealth is worshipped above all else, well, it leads somewhere we've heard of. It was called the Dark Ages. There is no such thing as a free lunch. We can't all be rich, and unfortunately, being rich still means that someone is rich and someone else can't be. It will always be that way, by definition. If we were all tall, then none of us would be. If we were all fat, then no one would be. Get the picture?

Think back a few years when IBM owned about half the software in the world, Microsoft owned nearly all of the rest, and a few other companies held title to what was left.

Compare that to now. Because of a few crackpots who insisted on sharing software freely, things have changed radically. Ownership, secrecy and lawsuits are no longer the keys to success. First called the "Free Software" movement, now sometimes also called the "Open Source" movement this change has revolutionized the world.

Almost everyone who wants to get into software now has a shot at it, and not only is free to take the source code and bend it into new shapes, but often can get it all free of cost.

This is progress. This we can celebrate. No one has to win or lose. We can share and rise together.

(Originally published in 2006.)

 


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Wednesday, July 5, 2023

Butt Found, Head Inserted, Court Self-Congratulates

So, I haven't read last week's Supreme Court decision, the one that abolished race-based affirmative action in college admissions, but I don't need to. I have a few thoughts on the subject that don't involve knowledge of any arcane technical issues. The general overview is enough.

In short, the Court made the right decision for the wrong reasons. Race-based affirmative action is bogus because race does not exist. Race is one of those "I know it when I see it" things, but has never been defined. And anything that cannot be defined is not real. The idea of race came about long before anyone ever tried to precisely and coherently define it, and all attempts to do that have been a posteriori.

The a posteriori process is a major failing of rationality: First someone has an idea, then they decide that the idea is correct, and then they hunt for proof that they are right, while ignoring evidence to the contrary.

The scientific method is the opposite. It starts with facts that need explaining, not an explanation that needs facts. As Richard Feynman said, "The first principle is that you must not fool yourself and you are the easiest person to fool."

So "race", whatever imaginary quantity that race might be, was never a valid basis for college admission.

That's one part.

The other brain-dead aspect of this Court decision is that there should be college admissions.

They missed the key issue.

This was a real WTF moment.

C'mon folks, knowledge is not scarce. One piece of knowledge can be shared among an infinite number of minds, and is never diminished by that sharing. The real problem here is not "race" but that there should be college admissions. In fact, the whole idea of college is stupid, from the ground up.

College, university, whatever, is a medieval institution that has been kept on life support out of habit, up to and including the present day. It arose out of equal parts desire and scarcity and continues with that mindset. Tell most people that what we can generically call "higher education" should be a free, tax-supported resource, and they will complain that they don't think that they should pay for anyone else's education.

In other words, the reaction is "why should I pay so that person can get something that I don't have?", which relates to that idea of scarcity, but it ain't scarce. You get educated, I benefit too. I get educated, you benefit. Education is good all-around.

Sure, get medieval once if you want. Just try it.

Live in a time when fast communication was measured in months. When maybe 2% of the population could read and write, when any subject field had maybe 10 experts if that many, if you could even find them. In those times a few earnest students would band together, pool what money they could scrape up, and hire an expert to lecture them, because that was the most efficient and effective way to transmit knowledge. Once that was all done, you were among the elite of the elite.

No books, no libraries. Buying a book might have been equivalent to buying a house today. Books were all hand-copied, one at a time, and were hoarded by priests and the super-rich, not circulated. The best way to get information was to listen to an expert talk and to scribble your own private notes.

As we still do today, for some reason. Stupid, right?

Here's how higher education should work.

  • You want to learn something, you sign up for a course. Any course at all, at any time. No restrictions.
  • You receive information on how and where to find the resources you need.
  • The only prerequisite is the desire to learn a subject — if one subject is too deep for you, it's on you to fill in the gaps.
  • You spend your time reading, thinking, doing exercises, watching videos, sharing questions and answers, participating in online discussions.
  • There are no grades.
  • You choose to be evaluated in any of several different ways whenever and however you feel like it — so for example take as many different tests as often as you want, and use them to measure your competence.
  • When you are done with a course, you are done. No one cares what you did. No one keeps track of you.
  • You do this in as many different ways as you want, for as many subjects as you want — whatever interests you.
  • There are fees but they are moderate, because hundreds of millions of others are doing the same as you, and you all contribute a little, and it adds up.

At such time as you feel that you want to earn a living in a field, and feel that you are ready, you take a battery of exams. If you pass, you are then a certified professional. Examples: certified public accountant exams, bar examinations.

You do not have to leave home, travel to another city or state or country, live in a cell with someone you have never met before while paying an anonymous corporation to feed and care for you. No monopolies. You live wherever you want, with or without anyone you want, in any way you want.

No schedules. You do not have to go to certain rooms in certain buildings at certain times on certain days for a certain period of time and watch someone talk at you, and make a recording on paper (or these days, via keyboard). You read, watch videos, take sample tests, video-conference with your peers, submit and receive questions, answers, and critiques while at your own home base as you have the time and the inclination. Almost all communication is asynchronous.

And as I said, no grades. You are graded if and when you ask to be certified in some way to reach a particular goal.

For those courses requiring lab work it would be trickier but not impossible.

Every city has a school system. All elementary/secondary school systems have buildings. Existing high schools have labs. Most cities have hospitals and veterinary clinics which have some sort of lab, and many cities have various other labs (water treatment, sewage treatment, testing of paving and building materials and so on, depending on the city).

Overall, high school chemistry, biology, and physics labs could provide most of what's needed for in-person, hands-on, college-level lab work, which isn't that fancy anyway. This lab aspect would need a little more thought, but basically I think that even it could work "remotely", especially since it would be all on the student to learn whatever was needed, however they could, and no one could just skate through, letting someone else do the work, and expect to get through a later professional certification process by faking it.

And hey: I recently learned that there is a thing called the "Western Governors University". Surprising. It's about a quarter of the way there already. Western Governors University

How about that then?

 


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Wednesday, May 10, 2023

Your Training Wheels

Throw them out.

The craftsman loves the tools while the artist despises them.

Odd, innit?

Look at the idea.

Odd, innit?

Like this: The artist has a vision to animate. The craftsperson likes comfy familiarity.

The artist burns with creativity, and lives to create. The craftsperson seeks a cozy workshop.

Routine.

A place to go, to hang out.

That's enough. For some.

But not for artists. Not for grownups. Not for leaders.

It is easy to carry training wheels into adulthood. But awkward once there. Limiting.

They help at first.

They get you going.

But you have to leave them behind, or you can only keep circling the same block.

In the world of business it's doing what others are doing. Being trendy.

Being contemporary. In the groove.

Worrying what others think.

Fitting in.

Looking impressive.

Bluffing.

Like it was a few years back: dot com.

The burn rate, the office furniture, the sleek desks, the fancy chairs, the company cars, the shiny buildings.

Which resulted in you-know-what.

Copying, a great way to start.

Get a feel for it all. Do what others have done. Slot in. Learn.

But you can't stay there.

Or you never grow up.

Richard Feynman, after selection to the National Academy of Sciences, resigned. Because. Members were more interested in status than science.

Fluff over fundamentals.

In the end you need to produce.

The more talented someone is, the more they burn to do.

The more strongly they want. To be alive, to make something live.

The less they mess around.

No frills. No props. No pretension. No cover. No distraction.

Sit down. Think. Decide. Do. See how it feels.

Repeat until done.

Maybe, just then, you realize you've created what no one else ever has.

Life without a net.

Running without crutches.

Driving past the training wheel stage.

Do it.

A thought from 2011.

 


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Wednesday, February 22, 2023

Wealth Is Evil

Right. I know.

Not evil for me you tell yourself, only for everyone else. Maybe.

But no — no maybe. It's not a maybe thing.

Wealth is evil.

Before the development of agriculture people had wars, but they were mostly symbolic, more like football. People did a little posturing, some hooting and insult-tossing, got it out of their systems, and went home to catch the latest on TV.

There was no ownership of land because, well, people had to keep moving and couldn't own things like land.

But after agriculture got a good start, there were surpluses.

Culture exploded. Land became something to own. Slavery and a lot of other things came into being, because people lived lives in fixed places and could afford to buy and sell anything, including one another.

Monogamy became both relevant and important when people had valuables worth acquiring and worth keeping, and gained the idea of passing on wealth.

Now we have entire armies composed of mercenaries, whole industries devoted to counting out wealth, socking it away, and defending it.

The wealthiest 1% of Americans have as much income as the poorest 50% of Americans, and own as much, in dollar terms, as the poorest 90% of Americans.

That's you and me, Bub.

I'm willing to work for things but the game changes when no matter how much you work it ceases to matter because nothing will change.

I don't know what you call it.

I call it evil.

 


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Wednesday, February 1, 2023

Big Government, Big Business, And Poor Little You

Government is a tool, to be used, or not, rightly or wrongly. It has no inherent value, no goodness or badness by itself, but it has great utility, and can do either great good or great harm, or both simultaneously.

It is the responsibility of citizens to control and run their government. Complaining is both useless and pointless. Complaining about something that government does or does not do is like complaining that you have five fingers on each hand and so you don't know where to have lunch. It is completely irrational.

Shrinking government, or eliminating it entirely actually means converting from public government to private government. There is never a vacuum. Government will not go away by wishing it to. There will always be someone in charge of everything. If big public government were to go away it would be replaced by big private government. At that point citizens would lose the last bit of control and decline to the level of servants.

There is no free enterprise, never has been, and never will be. It's all about power and what power can get away with. Any segment of the economy left unregulated will be controlled by those with the power to control it. Unregulated economies move to monopoly.

Business does not result in better service or lower cost through competition. The way to make money in business is to charge the absolute maximum that the market will bear. Monopoly is vastly more efficient because it does less while charging more, and does not have to think.

There is no trickle-down economy. Never has been, never will be. All economies, especially the most lightly regulated, are trickle-up. Wealth always flows from the poorest to the richest. That is how the rich get to be rich. The rich do not create wealth, they take it. If the rich created wealth then everyone would get trickled and eventually be rich because wealth would overflow endlessly.

Money is useless by itself. It has no inherent value or utility. Money is stored power, and operates only by the rules of social convention. It is useful only for what it can cause to happen. Paying for something is equivalent to using force, but more compact and cleaner — more polite, if you will. Money is also more portable than troops or weapons. Not so messy.

Wealth is always redistributed. This is what economies do, whether or not they use money. It is not wrong for a government to move wealth from one part of the population to another, nor is it right. It is only an operation, sometimes tactical, sometimes strategic, for accomplishing societal goals. If private entities accumulate wealth, that is also wealth redistribution in the form of sequestering, of concentrating power. If left unchecked then power will be concentrated enough to destroy public government and replace it with private government.

If the wealthiest 2% of Americans control as much wealth as the poorest 90%, then the other 8% constitute the middle class, and they have no real effect on the economy or on politics. Meanwhile that bottom 98% continues to grow in numbers and shrink in wealth, and power, as their real income falls. This process will take us back to feudalism, when at least 98% of the population was equivalent to farm animals, at best.

 


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Wednesday, January 11, 2023

Generally Speaking

It's hard being right, it really is.

Not so hard as being wrong, but people who are often wrong usually don't know it. Most of them aren't bright enough. So maybe overall it's easier being wrong a lot. Maybe even most of the time. Because if you are you can't tell anyway.

Can't tell left from right, up from down, inside from outside, fur from feathers. Did you notice the worst singers auditioning for that "American Idol" show? Or the worst of anyone trying to do anything? They can't tell how bad they are because part of being bad is being so bad that you have no clue whatsoever. It's been proven by science.

Being right is frustrating but satisfying.

Frustrating because people don't give a flying fork. Tell someone where they're wrong and they'll turn on you faster than a pit bull on a baby. No perspective. Except the one that says my idea is right because it floated through my brain and if you prove it's wrong then I will have to hate you. Because you are wrong to tell me something like that. Where are your manners, fool?

So cool.

In that vein I once heard a brief interview with a woman who was virulently against Barack Obama. Her reasoning was that Obama had repudiated the statements of a longtime pastor and had parted ways with the man. Therefore, in her mind, he was faithless since she stood by her own Roman Catholic Church no matter what evil might be perpetrated by some of its staff, and Obama wasn't doing the same.

OK so far, if she really wanted to go there. None of my business. But then she said that if Obama would do a thing like that he would also lie about his true religion and therefore he was really an anti-American terrorist Muslim. In secret. And she hated him for that. Which is a prime example of both being wrong and being stupid.

I'm really not political. At all. It's part of being right.

If you are political then you are about power. About having power, or wanting it, or wanting to be near it, or wanting someone you think deserves it to then have it. But you don't get to be right. Because being right gets in the way. Being right means that you have to work to understand things, think them through, and often rule against yourself. In politics you never give an inch. Unless you give an inch today to become a snake in the grass and take a mile tomorrow.

The only power I really want is over my own life, and that starts with understanding it. With understanding me, myself and I. And my context. And understanding my own life turns out to be a lot more important than having power. Because you can't have any power at all of any kind if you're stupid and ignorant and keep your mind closed.

You don't get to be powerful and wealthy (two views of the same puppet show from different seats) if you are stupid and ignorant and keep your mind closed, or if you do you can't hold onto either one for long. You don't necessarily get to be either powerful or wealthy if you are smart, or well educated, or think a lot. But you do come to some conclusions. And can do whatever you want with some real chance of success.

And a lot of those conclusions are right.

No one is right all the time. Ever. But if you pay attention and stay honest with yourself you get close.

Way back when was when I started asking myself questions. Like "Why is that?" or "How does that work?" And so on. Way back. In my teens. And after the question I'd arrive at an answer. Most often it would pop into my head. I imagine that it happens that way with most everyone. First a question and then an answer, out of particularly nowhere.

And then I'd ask myself why the answer was right. Sometimes I had to change my answer. Because the answer wasn't right, it was only something that I felt good about or liked or wanted to be right or was prejudiced in favor of. Only because it floated through my head.

And I'm still not right all the time, and you aren't either. Though I do like people who are right about things, especially if they're more right than I am. Because then I can learn how to think better. Quicker, more deeply, more imaginatively, more honestly.

The hard part is really the honesty.

If you keep hacking at something you'll eventually get through the crusty old useless parts. Your habits, your preferences, your desires, the way people around you think, what's good for your finances, or what's consistent with what you said or thought or did yesterday. Once you get through to the soft tender sensitive parts underneath, then you can do some real work.

But you have to be honest. Until it hurts, and then some. Until it bleeds, and then some more. Honesty will take you places you've never been. Sometimes it's surprising. Most always. Because honesty and a little clear thinking will make you pry up stone after stone until you finally do find the real answer.

The fun part is adapting to it. It can be hard.

I was on a hike with someone once who said she didn't want to know the names of plants and trees because it would take away the magic. I've had that idea too. About a lot of things. It doesn't work. Knowing is much more fun, and more magical too.

Not knowing is easier in some ways, but it's being ignorant. And being ignorant is a lot like being stupid, which is a lot like being wrong. Which is a lot like waking up in the morning with bad breath, flat greasy hair and gummy eyes. It's better to have a fresh, awake mind in full possession of the facts. And have non-gummy eyes.

Learning things is hard but you don't have to learn everything. And you can't anyway. You can at least learn a lot. And when you do learn you start understanding things. Everything suddenly gets a face and a story The world becomes bigger, not smaller. And you find doorways leading places you could not have imagined before.

I've always been a generalist. A friend once described himself as a dilettante. Sort of proudly. In a way. Normally that's something you don't brag about. It doesn't sound great, like saying in public that when you're eating at home you spill so much food that you just eat off the floor. But he said it. Sort of proudly. He was doing a little tail pulling but he meant it.

He worked for many years as a newspaper reporter and did it well. Being a generalist was good, even if someone might call him a dilettante in a not nice way. He knew a lot. He was on top of it.

Generalists generally are. The real ones.

You get to be a generalist by paying attention. Because you can't help it. You like stuff. You like ideas, and people, and events. You do different jobs in different parts of the country in different decades. Your bookshelves at home look like a cross section of the public library. No one can figure out who you are by the books. You see more possibilities and have wider tastes that way. You end up knowing more. Hands down.

There are lots of people out there who are absolute screaming experts at blade-thin areas of knowledge and most of them are bright. And true dullards. Duds. Dorks. Stupes. Dolts. Bores. Spores. Pod people.

Being an expert can do that to you. Being a generalist will not, though mostly the specialists get paid better. Too bad for me, eh? Blame my English degree.

I couldn't have gotten to be as good a generalist and as clear a thinker without the English degree. I got it because I couldn't decide what to be when I grew up. So three decades years later, plus one, I still have the degree and still can't decide, but I learned a lot along the way.

The next time they give you all that civic bullshit about voting, keep in mind that Hitler was elected in a full, free democratic election. -- George Carlin

You can learn a lot from writers. If you don't believe that then turn on your TV set. See a movie. Watch a play. Read a book. It's all about writers. I suspect few know. Even reality shows ("reality" shows) have writers. Writers run everything. Without a plan you have bunches of people running around and bumping into each other. And mumbling a lot.

Writers weave it.

Writing and reading and thinking about writing and reading have ways of honing thought. You find ideas and take pleasure in them. You can come home with pockets full of them and sit in the sun and endlessly turn them over, and over again, and again. And sort them and stack them and play, and decide which are the real and good and true. And from that learn to make your own.

Like math without the math. Also pure thought but accessible to everyone. Open ended. You grow big invisible feelers that sound warnings when things aren't right. Sometimes people call these B.S. detectors. Handy. When they are in "off" position they will often turn their gaze back toward you, and that's one way you learn to think better. You think a thought and arrive at a conclusion and then you hear this funny buzzing sound, and that's when you know you have more work to do. Your feelers tap dance on your head until you catch on.

That's your next step into the world of honesty.

You may adapt but not everyone will love you. Because you'll want to share. Honesty is hard to accept. And people will feel threatened. Because (a) they haven't thought at all, or (b) they have a vested interest in how things are.

It was like that on my last job. They were rebuilding a software system. I came in at iteration three. After a year of working in good faith it became clear that it was a waste of time. They were only working on an extended failure. My feelers were aching. All day and all night. I started talking. No one wanted that.

They carried on for another four years or so and finally threw out six years of work. After deciding it was really was a failure. And then they started over and threw that one out too. And then I heard, after I left, that they were at it again.

It's hard being right, it really is. But it's wrong to be willfully stupid.

I'm still mad about that one. Two of us, with help from three or four carefully chosen others, could have built a bare bones version of the system that was needed. Solid, rock solid and reliable. Squeaky clean. Bare bones but rock solid, and a good platform for extension. We could have started it the right way at the beginning of 2003 and could have finished it sometime in 2004, maybe sooner.

Nope.

They didn't want to be right. That would have been work. Hard work. Tedious work. Intense work. Everyone had it easier and made more money from extending the gig than I did, but I have my integrity, such as it is. It is hard though. And most of them, if they remember me at all, hate me. Because for them it hurt too much to think. And hurt too much to change. Even though they eventually were allowed to change their minds. When management said it was the new policy.

So what's the right answer, then?

 


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Wednesday, January 19, 2022

It's About Time

So far it's working.

I'm timing myself.

I have a giant todo list that has its own pet todo lists, and sometimes they fight. Sometimes not, but anyway it's a real mess, and mostly I have been ignoring it except to add more things and feel guilty about it all. That's unproductive.

Really, though, I don't need to be productive. I answer to no one no more, nohow, aside from paying my rent on time. Once I do that I can go back to trimming my nose hairs and napping, but. But. But it ain't a life, and I need one.

So one thing I'm doing is sitting here with the intention of relearning/seriously learning "Computer Science", that mis-named discipline. For something to do. Because when you get to the point that you don't need to have anything to do, you do. Life has to have a purpose of some kind, so I invented one. It's a thing. Lots of people find out about it once they've reached their goal in life. "So what now, eh?" You need something. You can't just stand there and wait.

I heard an interview with John McPhee not that long ago, in which he said that he's got a project started that will out live him, that when you get to a certain age and a certain mostly-independent time of life, you need that. Something monumental, a mission that gives you something to struggle with and against. Something that you can't possibly finish in the time you have. So you can feel right and proper about yourself and about life.

What you do is to find something you are seriously interested in, and commit, and see if you can, in any way possible, complete the task even though it's impossible. That way you never need to worry about what you're going to do today or why you're still here, or what the meaning of life is, or whether you should have a third beer with lunch and sleep away yet another afternoon because now you have A Plan and can't get away with aimless drifting any more. You have a goal, a mission, a purpose, a challenge.

Stuff like that.

And then I saw Plan, do, learn: My admittedly hardcore work routine
by Channing Allen. Bingo. Now I've got a thing. A mission and a thing. A thing that has been helping me to have fun and also to be focused. So far it's working.

Every day, instead of looking at my todo list and feeling that it's becoming more and more like a predator and more like I'm the prey, I decide on three or four things that Must Get Done today if I'm to have any self-respect and deal with whatever it is that needs attention, and not just my personal goal-things, but things that really do need attention. (Taxes, voting, other financial items, and so on.)

So I decide on several of today's things, guess how long they'll take, and set aside time. For things that cannot possibly be finished today, I at least will have scheduled a definite amount of work time to devote to them.

Then I start.

I pick one item and set a timer. I see how far I can get in the amount of time I have, and when the timer goes off I stop. Stop and take a break and go on to the next thing, and, and. And I'm getting more done, and making more progress on those things that can't get done today but which need attention.

OK so far. Worth a look.

 


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