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Tuesday, July 31, 2018

Post #3756 M: Dr.Singh vs NC Crony Capitalism;; Can Libertarians Win Over DC?

Quote of the Day

If we listened to our intellect, we'd never have a love affair. 
We'd never have a friendship. 
We'd never go into business, 
because we'd be cynical. 
Well, that's nonsense.  

Dr. Singh Bringing Competition For MRI Services




Deist On How Libertarians Can Make a Political Difference




The Power of the Poor




The Economic Politics of Tipping




Political Cartoon


Courtesy of Gary Varvel via Townhall


Musical Interlude: My Favorite Vocalists

Elton John, "You Can Make History Young Again".  At this point, Elton John has become more successful on the A/C chart; he would hit Top 40 twice more (to the present), but a decade later, he would find it difficult to hit A/C Top 10. but he can still hit Top 20 as recently as last year.

Monday, July 30, 2018

Post #3755 M: DiLorenzo On American Mercantilism; Is the Tea Party Dead?

Quote of the Day

There's only one way to succeed in anything 
and that is to give everything.
Vince Lombardi  

DiLorenzo On the Curse of Trump Economic Nationalism




Social Media Digest

















Ron Paul, Kibbe, and the Death (?) of the Tea Party



Political Cartoon

Courtesy of Tom Stiglich via Townhall

Musical Interlude: My Favorite Vocalists

Elton John, "Made in England"

Sunday, July 29, 2018

Post #3754 M: My Tenth Blogiversary!

Quote of the Day

Let us begin by committing ourselves to the truth to see it  

Some of the Biggest Changes/Trends in the Ten Years of the Blog


I initially started the blog after McCain and Obama had seized their parties' nominations. I initially intended to present an independent conservative aspect, vs. being a partisan shill. Let's be clear: I never had any intention of voting for Obama. I had despised the obscure partisan state senator before I moved out of Illinois in the spring of 2004. In part, I saw John McCain as a bipartisan leader who could deliver in the wake of Bush's failure to bring to US government what he had delivered as a popular Texas governor. But keep in mind that I was never a partisan hack: in my salad days I had been a registered Democrat; I have always been pro-life and fiscally conservative. I had not really been a skeptic of certain progressive interventions through government, but I also hadn't really studied economics, say beyond Marx's critique of capitalism in social philosophy class. I remember being attracted to Carter's advocacy to zero-based budgeting, truck deregulation, etc. 

It wasn't until I took my graduate economics classes that I became a more consistent conservative; it really wasn't that my professors were conservative (they were probably progressive) but more of a skepticism and distrust of the government monopoly that had repeatedly failed its mission. Moreover, the moderates and conservatives in the Democratic Party had been marginalized. For me, the final straw was when the Dems declared war on the Bork nomination. The GOP simply won by default, not because they appealed to political principle.

Here are some of the notable changes from the earlier years of the blog:
  • a transition from modest immigration reform perspective to a more strident open immigration advocacy
  • a total break from interventionist neo-con foreign policy; radically scaling an 800-base empire
  • my embrace of the Tea Party
  • my departure from the GOP when Trump clinched the 2016 nomination
  • the need to radically reform entitlements and government pensions
  • audit the Fed and the Pentagon
  • abandonment of a dysfunctional war on drugs (not an advocacy of drugs)
  • privatization and rebalancing of government along the principle of Subsidiarity
  • opposition to the imperial Presidency
  • enforcement of the Bill of Rights (privacy, eminent domain, due process, etc.)
  • decreased emphasis on politics

FEECast: FA Hayek



Political Cartoon




Courtesy of Robert Ariail via Townhall



Musical Interlude: My Favorite Vocalists


Elton John, "Blessed". One of my favorite all-time singles.


Post #3753: Reflections on Uncle Roger's Funeral On the Eve of My Tenth Blogiversary

Apparently, despite my maternal grandfather (a rare Mass. Republican)'s pride in getting the biggest social security check, he did not depend on the government for his retirement. According to my Mom, his mutual fund investments have done well over the years.  (He passed some 41 years back, and split his investments. I have never asked details. I have told my mom it's her money; it would bother me if she sacrificed in her retirement to leave us something.) My uncle had fairly simple tastes--about the most extravagant he ever owned was a Mercury automobile. He also had a big console TV that my brothers were talking of moving from his apartment (yes, clearing a retired priest's apartment has been a principal activity of 3 of my little sisters; his estate has to go through probate.  I'm sure that he could have afforded $130 or to buy a simple flat-screen. I ended up buying one when Time Warner in Arizona told me they no longer supported coaxial cable to connect my older console TV. I did a long time ago buy a Montgomery Ward console TV; I don't recall the specifics--maybe it needed to be repaired, and I could buy a new portable TV for  less than repair cost. Much of the furniture in his apartment is not his, but my Mom has saying she couldn't even find a charity to take his own bed (I could understand a used mattress but the bed?)

Mom has been staying at her cousin Connie's, whose home, like my late Aunt Phyllis' CT home, is not air-conditioned. (Connie and my uncle were close. He probably ate at her home weekly and on holidays and since giving up his car, she had driven him to appointments, etc. In theory, it's a 6-hour drive. I took off early Friday, and although I had my Garmin with me, I thought I knew the directions and also had a hardcopy, but must have missed the turn for the New Jersey Turnpike after the Delaware memorial bridge and somehow found myself in Pennsylvania. I did not recognize the loop, which seemed well-paved. Finally I noticed the Pennsylvania route symbols and went off the next exit to turn around. Within a few exits I saw a New Jersey turnpike symbol and followed the signs. (I was relieved: I had hoped I didn't have to go back over the bridge.) I decided to stop at a Wawa about 3 miles west of the turnpike for a restroom break. (Wawa is a gas station/convenience store chain.) Wawa's is a delight; they also have some of those consolidated soda fountains where I could tap a 32-ounce flavored Diet Dr. Pepper for $1 (plus tax), a super value. I turned on my Garmin. (The Garmin still has annoying usability issues. For example, neither my Somerset hotel nor the church for the funeral mass nor the restaurant (for the post-Mass luncheon) were available in the search engine, so I had to get street addresses.)

The drawback on the mostly I-95 drive is driving through New York City, which is slow, local drivers are super-aggressive, and you constantly have to worry over being in the right lane, as I-95 in places is reduced to a single lane of traffic. Not to mention the multiple tolls including $15 at the George Washington bridge. It's a fairly easy drive the rest of the way except for some hot spots in Connecticut. (It was even worse on the way back as the delays added nearly an additional hour to the trip.) The hell of driving through New York City is not just my impression. My brother-in-law from Texas (who has avoided flying since his years in the telecommunications corporate world) was driving my sister (#2) maybe an hour or 2 behind me and is already plotting a drive home that avoids NYC.

My middle brother was maybe an hour behind me, driving from his Boston flight destination. He had been chosen to deliver the family eulogy. I have to say I was somewhat disappointed being the oldest and with exceptional writing and speaking skills. I don't know if it was his or my mom's (and/or siblings') decision. It really didn't matter; the funeral mass was not about me/

I usually lose my appetite while driving. I hadn't eaten since maybe 5 AM. When I got to Connie's, they were having some leftover pizza, including some charice (Portuguese sausage) topping. If you've read my nutrition blog, you know that I've had a weight issue and I've been probably lower-carb since 2003. (I met a fellow DBA in 2002 who swore by the lifestyle.)  Pizza is generally a no-no, but I relax my diet on travel and had a couple of slices.

My brother started fleshing out the eulogy he had been working on. I became somewhat of a critic. Was it a matter of jealousy? I don't think so; maybe it's a college professor or writer in me: write for your audience. Most of the people attending the funeral would be people who had worked with or were parishioners with Uncle Roger for several of his 59 years in service to the priesthood. What could we tell them of the beloved brother and uncle? He was almost impossible to see as we constantly moved as an Air Force family and my folks retired from the military in Texas. I went to visit him when he was a pastor at Edgartown (Martha's Vineyard). I also joined my folks on one of their annual trek home to visit the relatives. Uncle Roger occasionally visited and celebrated his golden anniversary of ordination at my folks' home parish. He would never forget our birthdays; he occasionally wrote, although writing wasn't his favorite thing.

I laughed as my brother (correctly) noted Grandfather, Mom and I loved a good argument but Uncle Roger would refuse to take the bait. Oh, it didn't mean he didn't have a definite point of view. But it was just enough to give his point of view; he despised having to repeat himself. And he could be stubborn in his point of view: he wanted nothing to do with personal computing. Even though my Mom has been online for years and email is an easy way to keep in touch, Uncle Roger wasn't interested. I wanted to buy him a PC, even over the past year. I thought of several projects he could do, like an "Ask Father Roger" blog, practical church management (he turned around multiple parishes with crumbling infrastructure), etc.

I objected to my brother's description of Uncle Roger's "extraordinary faith", suggesting a lower-toned "deep faith". Why? Uncle Roger would have shied away from that level. He was a humble man. One anecdote to make the point, from the the sermon of the diocesan officer who presided over the mass: one parish wanted a portrait done of him, as had his 6 predecessors. He wanted no part of that; he just didn't want to draw attention to himself.

The prospective eulogy was liberally laced with family anecdotes and memories, e.g., Uncle Roger sometimes liked to sing the chorus of that novelty hit from the 50's, i.e., "How much is that doggie in the window?" He would tease my petite (under 5 feet) sister #3, saying she ate like a little birdie.

I wanted my brother to focus on those qualities that made for a great priest like

  • his nonjudgmental nature
  • the simplicity and depth of his faith
  • his lack of career ambition beyond serving as pastor
  • he was a man of action, not a complainer
  • his amiability and approachabiliry with people, even those with sharply different views
  • his total commitment to the priesthood (he always took time to read/pray his breviary even on vacation), including obedience to the hierarchy.
There are other moments that are personal in nature. For example, several years back, I had bought him one of those devices that could play both VHS tapes and DVD's. He sent back one of the most effusive thank you notes I've ever seen. As a young man, I once mentioned an incident involving my Dad, and Uncle Roger counseled me in a very thoughtful manner.

Let me explain the last point. The bishop at the time sent Uncle and a few others to study in Montreal. (Most, I think, were sent to study in Baltimore.) The Church was very strict back then. The school would not release him so he could attend our parent's wedding on Thanksgiving. (The folks went to see him on their honeymoon.) My brother wanted to include this observation (and did). But what I wanted to point out was that I didn't want it to come across as a 60-odd year old family grievance against Church authorities (of course, I thought what the seminary was petty, arbitrary, and heartless in making that decision). He never brought it up in all our conversations together. It was a sacrifice paid in his commitment to the Church and his vocation.

My brother also made a reference to the circumstances of my uncle going to school in Montreal as a way of preparing him for ministry for the French parishioners in the Fall River diocese and his licentiate in canon law (sort of a Church lawyer). That's convoluted. Actually his classes in Canada were in Latin, not French. Second, I heard straight from Uncle Roger's mouth several times he didn't want to be stereotyped as French priest, assigned to dying French parishes.

Second, even the bishop's representative made the point that Uncle Roger, when given the choice, of a career path between the Church hierarchy and being a pastor, said there was no real choice: being a pastor. The former quipped Uncle Roger was born to be bishop. (This is an inside French joke: the bishop  l'évêque.) Uncle Roger expressed his preference to avoid the bishop's attention and any meddling in parish affairs.

So my brother didn't go with my edit. Maybe he thought I was trying to take over his eulogy. Maybe Mom or others backed him privately. But it's a difference in our approaches to a eulogy.

Another point was my brother's discussion of Uncle Roger's encounter with mastoiditis during his early primary school years. This was once a leading cause of childhood deaths. My grandparents had lost their first child, a baby girl, to congenital heart disease (blue baby syndrome) and seemed to associate with hospital care, so Uncle Roger and my Mom were born at home. My 4-year-old Mom heard Grandmother plead with God in French, "You called my firstborn home as a baby. Please don't take my son away home, too; it is too much for my heart to bear. I promise, if You should save him, You can have his service in ministering to Your people as a priest." Mom attributes her faith to my uncle's ensuing recovery, and my brother linked the incident to similar one in the Old Testament.

I just didn't think this story fits into a eulogy. A quid pro quo with the divine takes away from my uncle's personal decision to become a priest. I could bicker with things my brother said and didn't say, but he did a decent job overall at the funeral mass (I complimented him after mass), and I heard at least a handful of attendees compliment him. Good for him! I thought it was much better than his original draft, and he had made some concessions to my critique.

My brother also included our grandfather's wish that he could have passed down his grocery store to Uncle.  (They liquidated when grandfather retired; I think there's a watering hole in its place now.)

I was corrected on a few details (including my uncle's birth year, younger by 1, a couple of my 6 siblings' weddings were not performed by Uncle Roger, and my middle sisters were baptized by uncle shortly after he was ordained (my Dad was stationed at Otis on nearby Cape Cod). 

The mass was memorable in many respects. One of my sisters counted some 33 con-celebrants; I had only met a handful of priests before the pre-mass rosary/visitation. The first few center pews were reserved from them. The consecration was awesome. (My uncle had a signature way of slowly dwelling over each word.) They also joined in some chant at the end of the mass.

I gave a powerful interpretation of the Prophet Isaiah reading, which was in part a tribute to my uncle's signature delivery. Sister #3, a sweetheart who solicited my interest in doing the reading, whispered to me, "Perfect!" as I returned to my seat, No feedback todatefrom others. Of course, the real feedback that matters is my uncle.

Ironically the money'losing church where Uncle's funeral was held is being shuttered within weeks.

The last of my siblings, my youngest brother, and his wife (who did the second reading) got in last. I think they got bumped 2 - 3 late flights from BWI to Providence Friday (the mass was on Saturday). We ate at a favorite restaurant in the area; they were featuring a clam boil special. I think everyone in the family ordered that except my brother-in-law (sister #2) ordered a steak. It was good, but the sausages weren't anything like (grandfather's butcher partner) Granduncle Oscar's tasty ones (I'm not sure if it was the meat or seasonings). Of course, any time someone mentions Uncle Oscar, the molasses story comes up. We kids back then were playing in the back of the store and noticed the big barrel. My sister (#1) and brother (#1) were double-dog daring me to open the tap to see what was in it; we oohed as the thick brown liquid dripped to the ground--only I couldn't stop the tap. My sibling ran to the front of the store to tattle on the mess big brother caused. My granduncle never forget the mess he had to clean up. When I visited my grandfather in college (my Dad and family were in Germany), we went to Uncle Oscar and Aunt Millie's house for dinner, and literally the first thing my uncle said to me was in reference to my molasses fiasco.

It's amazing how the city looks now vs. as a kid. The streets seem narrow and the stores and houses small and crowded together. I recall my Garmin directed me to drive through a street which had vehicles parked on both sides of the street, including an oversized one at the start of the street. It was like threading a needle with inches to spare on each side.

One of the things that really freaked me out where the sky-high hotel rates. My Mom's recommended hotel (near Connie's) was going for $279/night (but basically sold out). You couldn't find a name branch hotel (like Comfort Inn) for under $200/night. My mom suggested the estate would reimburse our travel expenses. This is ridiculous. When I relocated last year, rooms were going for $60-115 per night along interstates. When hotel rooms start going for one's monthly auto payment, I balk. I quickly found a hotel in Somerset (Dad's home town), which I think used to be a Quality Inn (based on its WIFI connection) which could be booked in the $120 rate range. Hot breakfast including eggs and sausage was better than some "continental breakfasts" with factory-produced bland small blueberry muffins etc. I loved the bed, pillows and an office chair, which I would buy for my own use.

I was amazed when I heard a young woman speaking French at breakfast. Even more impressed when the checkout clerk enunciate my last name perfectly. I mentioned it was rare to find a person who knew how to pronounce my surname. He laughed and said he had gone to school with Guillemette's.

I did start work on a blog post Friday night but it was almost impossible to write on their Internet connection (plus I hadn't gotten much sleep the prior night, and I had the funeral in the morning). I tried again last night, but I got back by mid-evening and after dinner, I was too tired to finish this post before today's blogiversary, so the post's title is somewhat misleading.

Thursday, July 26, 2018

Post #3752 M: A Favorite Congressman, Tom Massie; Trump vs. Butterflies

Quote of the Day

A room without books is like a body without a soul.
Marcus Tullius Cicero  

Reason Interviews One of My Favorite Congressmen, Tom Massie



Trump, Eminent Domain, and Trump's Border Wall



Thomas Clarkson, Abolitionist




Political Correctness vs Safety




Political Cartoon

Courtesy of AF Branco via Townhall


Musical Interlude: My Favorite Vocalists

Elton John, "The Circle of Life"

Wednesday, July 25, 2018

Post #3751 M: No, Liberal Democracy is NOT Dying; YES, the Rich Play Their Fair Share

Quote of the Day

The quickest way of ending a war is to lose it.
George Orwell  

DEAD WRONG: Liberal Democracies Are NOT Dying



Rand Paul On Threats To the Bill of Rights




Choose Life: The Corruption of Planned Parenthood



Do the Rich Pay Their Fair Share? Yup



Political Cartoon



Courtesy of Henry Payne via Townhall

Musical Interlude: My Favorite Vocalists

Elton John, "Can You Feel the Love Tonight?"

Tuesday, July 24, 2018

Post #3750 M: Unlocking the Power of the Poor; Ron Paul On Our House of Cards

Quote of the Day

The great man is he who does not lose his child's heart.
Mencius  

Unconstitutional Occupation Licensing Attempts to Regulate Occupational Speech



Unlocking the Power of the Poor



Ron Paul On Our Fiscal House of Cards



Ben Shapiro On Leftist Bullying


Political Cartoon


Courtesy of Steve Kelley via Townhall


Musical Interlude: My Favorite Vocalists

Elton John, "Simple Life"

Monday, July 23, 2018

Post #3749 M: Ron Paul on Trump and Iran; the Myth of Che Guevara

Quote of the Day

The great man is he who does not lose his child's heart.
Mencius  

Ron Paul On Trump's Threats to Iran



Cool Technology




One of My Favorite Economists, Don Boudreaux on Public Choice Theory




The Myth of Che Guevara: No "Social Justice"




Political Cartoon

Courtesy of Steve Breen via Townhall

Musical Interlude: My Favorite Vocalists

Elton John, "The Last Song". One of my top 5 Elton John songs. This is a brilliant single, extraordinary lyrics, probably Elton's best vocal performance. The story of reconciliation of a father with his dying son. I can't sing this song without crying. Elton makes it seem effortless.

Post 3748: Uncle Roger passed today

Uncle Roger is the greatest man you've never met.  His passing was not unexpected in the sense he had serious lung and heart conditions. But it was an unexpected twist that reminds me of the circumstances of my Dad, which familiar readers may recall from 2014 posts. Dad had had severe back problems and finally had major back surgery. There were signs something was wrong; Dad didn't bounce back as usual. They finally released him to a rehabilitation facility. His first day of exercise in the facility was going well. Mom stepped out to grab a bite to eat when all hell broke loose. My Dad's blood pressure dropped through the floor. Sepsis. It took all the paramedics could do to get Dad back to the hospital barely alive. I got a disorienting call Monday night. My sister had written an optimistic email about Dad's condition before flying back to Missouri. I get a call from Mom,and she's telling me Dad is dying and I need to come if I want to say goodbye. In the middle of the call, I'm hearing the nurses rushing Mom out of the room so the doctors can work on Dad. It was a freakish nightmare come to life: hearing one's Dad dying over a phone call and over 1000 miles away, unable to comfort my Mom. I couldn't find a plane reservation the next day--should I hit the road?

Uncle Roger is my Mom's only sibling, her big brother. Mom and Dad retired in Texas while Uncle Roger stayed in his native southeast Massachusetts diocese The folks had offered him a room in their house when he retired; not out of the question, because he had celebrated the golden anniversary of his ordination at their home parish. (He was humble, wanting a small. intimate family celebration; he didn't want a big fuss from his past parishioners and priest friends.) But I don't think he wanted to retire far from a lifetime of friends and other relatives.

Mom originally was thinking of going to visit him when he had a pacemaker implemented, a procedure that has almost become routine. But soon thereafter (unrelated to the procedure), she got words that he had returned to the hospital, very sick and in the ICU and booked a flight. She got there, and Uncle Roger seemed to be doing well enough to move to a regular hospital room. We got heartening news that his appetite had returned, and the doctor was getting ready to discharge him. I can't explain why, but I had a distinct feeling of déjà vu, like that this was too good to be true, like in the case of Dad.  He never got out of his hospital room. He collapsed while on his way to go to the bathroom.

Mom mentioned it was tough following in the footsteps of the brother who could do no more. But there was one incident of note, almost to the point of family mythology. My grandmother and godmother (who died of cancer before I turned 3) reportedly had the gift of blood stopping; if you have never heard of this phenomenon, I actually found a very similar account here: there is a fairly unusual way of passing on the power (i.e., to someone from the other gender). Now my grandfather's house was near the start of a steep hill drop down the street, and as you might expect, in snowy weather, it made an opportunity for sledding. My uncle was sledding downhill when all sudden the sled spun out from under him and flipped on top of him, the sharp edges gashing him deeply, leaving him bleeding profusely. My grandmother must have been watching and quickly raced to him, praying over him with the bleeding miraculously stopping. My grandmother reportedly said if God would only save her son, He could have her son as a priest for His people, essentially meaning nobody left to carry on the family name (priests take a vow of perpetual celibacy).

Not so many years ago, I privately asked my uncle about the blood-stopping incident, knowing the Catholic Church discouraged other pseudo-scientific nonsense like astrology, etc. I think I halfway expected him to admit the same. My uncle did not believe in repeating himself--he would make his case and then move on (it really didn't matter whether you agreed with him); I, on the other hand, love to argue. My uncle simply said, "I was there. I saw it happen." He didn't care whether or not I believed him.

Uncle Roger's trek to the priesthood was not easy. He not only got his bachelors but went on to earn his licentiate (sort of a Master's in theology), in difficult classes in Montreal where not only were classes taught in Latin, but exams/responses were also in writing.

The Church was very strict in those days before Vatican II. The seminary wouldn't let my uncle come to my folks' wedding. (They did visit with him on their honeymoon.)

My uncle never had any ambition for the Church hierarchy. He loved being pastor. I watched as the bishops assigned him to problem, run-down parishes, and he was like a turnaround genius. He simply had one overriding preference: because he could speak French, he didn't want the bishop assigning him to the dying French-speaking parishes.

In many ways, Uncle Roger was one of the most conservative people I've ever met--virulently anti-Communist. But he didn't share my nostalgia for the Latin Mass (I'm one of the few altar boys to have served during the entire transition of the Mass to the English version). He had a signature way of celebrating the Eucharistic, slowly pronouncing and dwelling on each word. His sermons, unlike most priests I've heard, were faith-based, not watered-down "progressive" political nonsense. He and I did not discuss Pope Francis, but I don't doubt he would find some way to accommodate Francis' viewpoints.

I once thought I had a vocation to the priesthood, and Uncle Roger was an obvious role model. But I never had his ambition to be a simple parish priest. Still, I wasn't happy when he told Mom I didn't have what it takes to be a priest.

It would drive me crazy during the sex abuse scandal because 58000 priests like my beloved uncle were being treated like likely perverts. He literally was as close to being a saint as anyone I've ever met.

I'll close this essay with a couple of anecdotes. We were staying at Grandfather's house while Dad was arranging family housing at his next assignment. I was in the sixth grade. My middle brother did something to provoke me and I was chasing him. My no-nonsense grandfather ordered me to cease and desist "or else you won't see a penny of my money for college".  I didn't like him intervening, and I really didn't like being threatened and made it clear I didn't need any of his damn money. And he kept his petty grudge against me.

Flash forward to the closing weeks of earning my first Master's (in math) in Austin. This was before the era of soft fonts and PC computing. It would cost nearly $500 I didn't have to get my thesis typed with regulation bound copies. I had basically lost my graduate stipend my second year (except for a minor gig grading number theory homework). My folks didn't have the money; my Mom suggested asking her father. for a loan. That grudge went both ways; the last thing I wanted to do was ask him for the money--not even a grant. Just a loan. It never occurred to me that Mom hadn't spoken to her dad about the request. Well, he reportedly went batshit crazy when he got the request, and my uncle went to see him to smooth things over, and I got the loan. A complimentary copy of my thesis was in transit when we got word my Grandfather had passed. Talk about Catholic guilt; I couldn't forget the recent bitterness over the thesis kerfuffle.

Finally, my uncle had sponsored my membership in the National Geographic Society. So after learning of uncle's passing, I come home, open the mailbox, only to find--yup--the latest issue of National Geographic. Coincidence?

Sunday, July 22, 2018

Post #3747 M: Walter Block on Fake Economic News; Myths of Net Neutrality

Quote of the Day

Whoever you are, there is some younger person who thinks you are perfect. 
There is some work that will never be done if you don't do it. 
There is someone who would miss you if you were gone. 
There is a place that you alone can fill.
Jacob Braude  

Just a week from my tenth blogiversary! No extravagant plans; I'll look to see what inspires me over the coming week.

Walter Block On Fake Economic News




Cato Institute on Trump's Trade Policy



Myths of Net Neutrality



Choose Life: Different People Are Worthy



Political Cartoon

Courtesy of the original artist via FB


Musical Interlude: My Favorite Vocalists

Elton John (with Eric Clapton), "Runaway Train"

Saturday, July 21, 2018

Post #3746 M: "How We Thrive" episode 2; Woods on Hitler's economics

Quote of the Day

Ideas are like rabbits. 
You get a couple and learn how to handle them, 
and pretty soon you have a dozen.
John Steinbeck  

I don't usually commentate on my randomly-chosen quotes. I remember worrying about my dissertation project; none of my area professors had an active research program, and I had somewhat eclectic research interests (in computer documentation and human factors in IT). However, I was blessed with a dissertation chair (Dr. Scamell, who had also led our major field research seminars and was very encouraging. This was a case of learning by doing, built on a base of literally reading hundreds of research articles in related interests. (I had seen management issues with poorly documented systems as a programmer/analyst; I was intrigued by criteria in assessing documentation. That first project really increased my confidence, and I soon found myself swamped with project ideas: for example, how readable are published IT standards? I was in an interdisciplinary field, and I loved to look at how research was done is reference disciplines. At the same time, I saw issues with measures used in my own discipline vs/ reference disciplines. One of the initiatives I had at the time I was forced to leave academia in a recession (I was on a 1-year visiting professor appointment) was to establish my own computer user satisfaction measure. When I had joined UTEP's faculty, I was interested in researching critical success factors at maquiladoras. It seemed like I always had at least a dozen projects going on--some going through peer reviews, doing background research for others, collecting data and/or writing up findings for still others, etc. God knows what could have happened if I had worked with other productive researchers on synergistic topics.

I think to some senior faculty in my discipline (MIS) I posed a threat and there was some professional jealousy. I remember one professor interviewing me for a job near the end of my run, saying, "I could publish, too, except it would take time away from my students." That still pisses me off over 20 years later. It's sort of like economically illiterate progressives seeing economics as a zero-sum game, e.g., research comes at the expense. I spent more time on preps than anyone I ever knew. I was almost always on campus I was routinely changing textbooks, which meant new preps. I required more computer assignments than my peers, which made me unpopular. I came to lectures with typewritten notes, unlike almost all the professors I ever had. How did I do it? A phenomenal work ethic, over 70 hours a week. No social life. I told myself as an ABD, "There will be time to date when I'm a professor." And then, "There will be time to date when I get tenure." Only I never got tenure.

How We Thrive: ERP Solutions For the Emerging Cannabis Industry

Recently I published the third episode of the FEE "How We Thrive"series. (Again, as I've constantly republished, I do not and have never participated in the cannabis, tobacco or other industries. I have a adult work career of urine testing to prove that. I simply do not agree with government prohibition policies.) This episode is particularly interesting for me, because I've spent a significant amount of time over the past 21 years installing, upgrading, and operating ERP (integrated enterprise application systems, from invoicing to financial statements) systems and their databases. I've seen, for instance, issues with complicated compliance in the aftermath of the corporate scandals (Enron, Tyco, etc.) around the turn of the century. Here they have been dealing with differing, sometimes conflicting state and federal regulations,  never mind the issues in attracting investors, employees, banking, etc.




Woods On Hitler's Economics

I thought Woods would point out the obvious things that leftists are completely oblivious to, like Hitler's embrace of a welfare state (old age pensions), his anti-capitalist rhetoric, primacy of the State, etc. He does do that, of course, but from a more comprehensive basis of economic theory.

I did find Woods' anecdote of by mistake sending around the class an attendance sheet, only to realize later he had distributed his outline of the platform of the Nazi party by mistake, but the students signed it without questioning it. Isn't it ironic? Woods quips that he considered retaining the sheet for purposes of future blackmail.




Inspirational



Choose Life: Down's Syndrome Workers Are Inspiring




Political Cartoon



Courtesy of Henry Payne via Townhall


Musical Interlude: My Favorite Vocalists


Elton John, "The One". One of the top hits of the 90's and on my all-time favorites list.

Friday, July 20, 2018

Post #3745 M: The Meaning of 'Democratic Socialism''; Mike Lee

Quote of the Day

I can't give you a sure-fire formula for success, 
but I can give you a formula for failure: 
try to please everybody all the time. 
Herbert Bayard Swope  

FEECast: Is Democratic Socialism Possible?



Reason Interviews One of My Favorite Senators, Mike Lee




Ron Paul On Corrupt Collusion Between Big Government and Big Business




Stossel On Gender-Neutral Nonsense



Political Cartoon

Courtesy of AF Branco via Townhall

Musical Interlude: My Favorite Vocalists

Elton John (with George Michael), "Don't Let the Sun Go Down On Me". Elton remakes his #2 hit from the 70's to #1 in a hit duet.

Thursday, July 19, 2018

Post #3744 M: Made in Mékhé; Socialists and Other Ingrates

Quote of the Day

God forbid we should ever be twenty years without such a rebellion. 
The people cannot be all, and always, well informed. 
The part which is wrong will be discontented, 
in proportion to the importance of the facts they misconceive. 
If they remain quiet under such misconceptions,it is lethargy, 
the forerunner of death to the public liberty. ...
And what country can preserve its liberties, 
if it's rulers are not warned from time to time, 
that this people preserve the spirit of resistance? 
Let them take arms. 
The remedy is to set them right as to the facts, pardon and pacify them. 
What signify a few lives lost in a century or two? 
The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time, 
with the blood of patriots and tyrants. 
It is its natural manure
Thomas Jefferson  

FEE's Made in Mékhé



Tom Woods On Socialists and Other Ingrates



Carlson On the Trump-Putin Kerfuffle

I don't agree with Tucker often, but his analysis on the neo-cons is spot on.



Judge Napolitano On the Federal Reserve



Political Cartoon

Courtesy of Steve Kelley via Townhall


Musical Interlude: My Favorite Vocalists

Elton John, "You Gotta Love Someone"

Wednesday, July 18, 2018

Post #3743 M: Ron Paul On the Establishment Demented Craziness vs Trump

Quote of the Day

Most men talk too much. 
Much of my success has been due to keeping my mouth shut.
J. Ogden Armour  

The Iron Giant and Liberty




Ron Paul On the Russiagate Nonsense




Reason Interviews Judge Napilitano




Choose Life: Daddies, Don't Forget To Give Your Babies Goodbye Hugs and Kisses




Political Cartoon


Courtesy of Bob Gorrell via Townhall


Musical Interlude: My Favorite Vocalists


Elton John, "Club At the End of the Street". John opens the 90's with another hit.

Tuesday, July 17, 2018

Post # 3742 M: Driverless Cars; My Final Straw With Ecology Restrictionists

Quote of the Day

Your attitude is like a box of crayons that color your world. 
Constantly color your picture gray, 
and your picture will always be bleak. 
Try adding some bright colors to the picture by including humor, 
and your picture begins to lighten up.
Allen Klein  

This is My Final Straw With the Ecofascists



Um, Socialism Sucks: Big Time!
(It's Authoritarians Rationalizing Stealing Other People's Stuff)




Choose Life: Big Sister Love





Government and Driverless Cars


I don't think the libertarian here does an adequate job defending private sector interests.



Political Cartoon


Courtesy of the original artist via FB

Musical Interlude:My Favorite Vocalists

Elton John, "Sacrifice"

Monday, July 16, 2018

Post #3741 M: Corrupt Public Unions; Trump, Mueller, and the Putin Summit

Quote of the Day

The main dangers in this life are the people 
who want to change everything or nothing.
Lady Nancy Astor  

My Greatest Hits: July 2018


My readership is still in a slump, and oddly enough, my highest-rated post was originally published over 5 years back:


Ron Paul On the Suspicious Timing of the Latest Mueller Indictments



Ron Paul On the Trump/Putin Summit



Corrupt Public Unions




DiLorenzo On the Post-Communist Schism into Watermelon Socialists and Cultural Marxists



Political Cartoon


Courtesy of Henry Payne via Townhall

Musical Interlude: My Favorite Vocalists

Elton John, "Healing Hands". I think my favorite Elton John songs emerged during this period of his career: "Blessed", "The One", and this song, which I think is an infectious anthem. I don't think I've seen it in a hits compilation. I once ordered a set of vinyl singles, and this track was one of them.

Sunday, July 15, 2018

Post #3740 M: Trump and the US Debt;

Trump's Disingenuous Rhetoric on the Unsustainable National Debt




Rothbard On Private Roads




Lives of the Rich and Socialist



The US Is NOT a Democracy



Political Cartoon

Courtesy of Tom Stiglich via Townhall

Musical Interlude: My Favorite Vocalists

Elton John, "A Word in Spanish"

Post #3739: Rant of the Day: Is the Mueller Investigation Unconstitutional?

George Will's latest column presents a jump ball on arguments against and for the constitutionality of the Mueller investigation, which came to the foreground under yet another self-serving tweet by Trump asserting its unconstitutionality. The column does not seem to reach a conclusion (the last statement of the piece seems to hint at sympathy for the unconstitutional  but a recent Google search pulled up a couple of progressive links claiming that Will leaned in a conversation with Maher that it was unconstitutional. Other conservatives like pop conservative talk show host Mark Levin

The debate is being driven by two conservative lawyers, ironically the one defending the pro-constitutionality stance being the husband of top Trumpkin Kellyanne Conway, top Trump aide. Calabresi, a legal scholar, seems to argue that Mueller is acting as a principal officer (see the highlighted text before the "but" below) whose broad mandate must be validated by public accountability, including nomination by the Presidency and confirmation by the Senate, that essentially he is independent vs. special counsel as in the 1978 Independent Counsel Act, which sunset in the late Clinton administration. He seems to compare and contrast US attorneys, typically nominated by POTUS, as principal officers to Mueller

Article II Section II
He shall have power, by and with the advice and consent of the Senate, to make treaties, provided two thirds of the Senators present concur; and he shall nominate, and by and with the advice and consent of the Senate, shall appoint ambassadors, other public ministers and consuls, judges of the Supreme Court, and all other officers of the United States, whose appointments are not herein otherwise provided for, and which shall be established by law: but the Congress may by law vest the appointment of such inferior officers, as they think proper, in the President alone, in the courts of law, or in the heads of departments.
Conway contradicts the idea that US Attorneys are principal officers, noting that they report to the AG and in fact under circumstances judges can indefinitely appoint (indefinitely) US attorneys. Mueller is no more than an "inferior officer", whose mandate is specifically limited by statute and subject to a principal officer, the acting Attorney General (given Sessions' recusal) Rosenstein, Rosenstein flatly contradicts that Mueller is operating out of the scope of his mandate in a supervisory role.

SCOTUS in fact ruled almost unanimously in favor of the defunct Independent Counsel Act which in fact operated outside the Executive Branch. In fact, one judge (Manafort case) has already dismissed relevant arguments against Mueller.

There is no doubt in my mind that Trump thinks he's above the law and, as others have noted, is more Nixonian than even Nixon. The more he rants against Mueller, Rosenstein, and Sessions, the more guilty he seems to be of impeachable offenses. I'm not a fan of his playing the victim card, and he needs to stop obstructing justice or he's going to be impeached, regardless of the Mueller investigation.

This is one time I disagree with George Will. Trump has no one else but himself to blame for his mess.

Saturday, July 14, 2018

Post #3738 M: Sharpe on Limits on Government; Milton Friedman

Quote of the Day

One person with a belief is equal to a force of ninety-nine with only interests.
John Stuart Mill  

Larry Sharpe: Where Do You Draw the Line On the Government?



Milton Friedman On Slavery and Colonialism



Milton Friedman On the Robber Baron Myth



The Tyranny of Unaccountable Government Bureaucrats



Political Cartoon

Courtesy of Michael Rameriz via Townhall

Musical Interlude: My Favorite Vocalists


Elton John, "I Don't Want To Go On With You Like That"

Post #3737 J: Twitter, Christmas in July, and a Follow-Up

15000 Tweets and Counting!

With some 70-odd followers (I've cycled between 70-75 since my spring protest hiatus over perceived censorship), my tweeting is back to normal (I've gotten over 30K impressions/views over the past month). Granted, my numbers wouldn't even be a rounding error of Trump's numbers. But none of my followers at last check include family or friends. I don't know what motivated them to follow me: maybe my pro-liberty themes, sense of humor, ab libs, participation in hashtag games. I'm fairly articulate, and I think my tweets are signature and interesting, even to those that disagree with me. Twitter is still doing weird censorship stuff (for example, my reply to a recent Cherokee Lizzie (Warren) tweet seemed to disappear).

I'm trying to tone down sniping at clueless progressive or Trumpkin trolls, the liberal use "economically illiterate" or "left-fascist", the occasional use of profanity (which I use as sort of a rhetorical device urging trolls to snap out of it. I just think it's a lost and inefficient cause going after individual trolls, so I've started directing independent tweets at hashtags over recurring themes.

Hallmark's Summer Christmas Break

I've now been back in Maryland a year. It seems everyone celebrated my anniversary with a price hike: my rent went up; my cable went up; my self-storage rate went up. I have had a very weird cable bundle almost sports-free. I apparently still do--I don't have TBS, TNT, FX, CNBC, ESPN, SciFy and other channels which I've always seen forever. (It's not like I ever really watched these channels; I remember watching the reboot of  "Dallas" on TNT and maybe a few college football games. Probably the one that stands out most is Hallmark Movies & Mysteries (although my cable package does include the signature hub Hallmark Channel, and they've been promoting a third Drama channel). It really deals with how Hallmark redistributes its movies among its channels. After initial runs on its hub channel, Hallmark seems to filter romantic comedies for its home channel and other dramas or fantasies (which tend to be my preferred) for HMM. So some of my favorites (like "Farewell, Mr. Kringle" and "Christmas Magic") run exclusively on HMM. (Of course, Hallmark does offer its own streaming content network.)

The cable service annoys me because there have been a few times I've landed on channels, including HMM, and I will get a message of the sort "this channel is not part of your package; consider upgrading your service". (It really doesn't tell you exactly what bundles include the channels, of course.) And then I search the vendor's website for upgrade bundles, and I always seem to get the inevitable "we are running into technical issues; please call one of our sales agents". Hell no! I have ZERO interest in getting a sales pitch for high-price bundle packages. Quite frankly, I no longer watch national programming (ABC, NBC, CBS)--maybe occasionally an episode of "Blue Bloods". I'm usually doing something else, like surfing the Internet, writing blog posts, etc., when the TV is on. And sometimes, like today, I go to watch Amazon Videos. I've been seriously considering

There's a reason I mentioned Christmas movies in describing HMM above. Hallmark usually has a "Christmas in July" week during which it announces its Keepsake Ornaments. I think HMM has a bit of a jump on HC. I was dumb-folded to find myself landing on HMM. So over the past week, I've seen some of my favorites and some new ones I hadn't seen--I particularly liked the one where the female TV star protagonist is saved from a pedestrian auto collision by a middle-aged woman Joy. The protagonist's producer turns out to have been adopted as a child. Long story short, Joy, then a struggling single mom, gave up her baby son to a wealthy, childless couple who could offer him a financially secure life. It turns out, of course, that the producer's birth mother was Joy. There's a scene I particularly love where Joy starts playing "Christmas Memory" on the piano and her son joins her playing and sings the song.

I still haven't seen some favorites like "A Christmas Visitor", "Christmas Card" and "Angel in the Family", but it could be they've played at inconvenient times.

I still would like to see Hallmark acquire rights to some of the classics (like "Miracle on 47th St", "A Christmas Carol", "It's a Wonderful Life", etc.), and I think, even though promises some 22 new holiday films during the upcoming holiday season starting in late October, there isn't a sufficient library to run content without boring repetition/rotation on either channel. (That's why I went on Amazon Video to watch "Love at the Christmas Table" which follows childhood sweethearts through the years to around the turn of their 30's.)

It's been a nice change of pace, but I'm ready to get back to regular content, including catching up on "Suits".


A Follow-Up

A few weeks back I wrote a post asking for prayers for a highly competent government client manager, a man of color,  who resigned his leadership position so he could spend more time with his family, including a wife with cancer who seemingly has lost the will to live and fight the disease and a daughter who is dying of some unknown condition which hasn't been diagnosed yet. He left his position earlier this week. He's not the kind to wear his heart on the sleeve and was clearly uncomfortable at being the center of attention at an informal sendoff. (They may have had sendoffs when I left prior jobs, but I wasn't there to get a piece of cake.) Tongue-in-cheek decorated cake summarizing his accomplishments, etc. He made brief comments at a more formal all-hands meeting and made a passing reference to his struggling daughter.

It seems like he's transitioning to a different role because he briefly mentioned some business travel plans in the near future with unspecified federal projects; I'm not sure of the nature and extent of the work, e.g., government or contractor, part-time or full-time. I was a little surprised because he had earlier brought up his heavy travel schedule in deciding to resign his position. I'm not really surprised because healthcare costs for his family must be staggering, and the bills don't stop coming in if you decide to leave your job. I would hope his new role is more flexible in tending to his family's needs. My thoughts, prayers and good wishes for this good man and his family.

Friday, July 13, 2018

Post #3736 M: Trump's economy-crushing unwinnable trade wars

Quote of the Day

Those who hate you don't win unless you hate them, 
and then you destroy yourself.
Richard Nixon  

Trump's Economically Illiterate Trade Wars



Reason Interviews Hernando de Soto



Ron Paul: Is America Going the Way of Venezuela?



Social Media Digest


Hint: we're talking about immigration





















Political Cartoon

Courtesy of Henry Payne via Townhall


Musical Interlude: My Favorite Vocalists

Elton John, "Candle in the Wind" (live)