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Thursday, March 21, 2019

March 21, 2019

Yesteryear
One year ago today: March 21, 2018, rehearsal 16, enough is enough.
Five years ago today: March 21, 2014, never blame the British.
Nine years ago today: March 21, 2010, obviously not my day . . .
Random years ago today: March 21, 1982, consider the times.

           Why and how? That’s my questions pertaining to my being here during the coldest winter in years. No snow, but close enough to freezing to remind me I’m missing prime weather back in central Florida. This is the time of year you want to be there. And I’m walking dogs that need winter jackets when it gets below 45°F. What can I say, this is my best shot at not spending the summers in Florida after this year. By the way things are progressing, that may become a fine possibility. I’m learning my way around Mt. Juliet, the nearest place to get things done. Hermitage is nice but it is a bedroom community. Other that things like the odd gravel yard and auto wreckers, there’s nothing.
           That partially explains the sparse readings this morning. The biggest event was going to the Post Office. There was a babe in the lineup, but she didn’t even know I was alive. There should be another picture nearby of this town's first cherry blossoms.

           Nashville NPR, you never get away from NPR. Maybe that’s why they call it “National” Public Radio. TMOR this is the ultimate liberal commie radio, and it is the epitome of how the left winkles its way into the system. Under the guise of being open-minded, they have established a platform that anybody who disagrees with them is racist, biased, or guilty of some hate crime to be specified later. They are also a platform for whacked-out theories. Today, a college professor shamelessly put forward that there is not enough inflation. This is parallel to the economic theory that if inflation is bad, deflation is even worse.
           Deflation, or falling prices, the theory goes, is bad because if businesses expect lower prices, they won’t invest or expand. This blog calls the bullsh on that. If falling prices affects business adversely, it is the business model itself that is wrong. Economics is probably the most subjective of money theories. This blog says that business that rely on continuing credit and inflation are the problem, not the solution. Call it the BRC Supply Theory. If it catches on, then by definition, you heard it here first.
           More on this when I get back this afternoon.

Picture of the day.
Bog snorkeling, Ireland.
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           This really my theory, but it says that if business is to expand without relying on a self-destructive monetary path, their emphasis has to shift back to the time-tested methods of increasing efficiency and cost savings to pass a competitive price on to the consumer. This incentive is singularly missing from the American marketplace. Credit creates a built-in sloppiness to the system, so what if an less than optimal factory is built? Rising prices and creative bookkeeping will disguise the facts, in some cases, particularly involving military procurement, forever.
           Hence, regardless of the casualties, I am an advocate of strong deflation. Short-sighted arguments say it slows growth, but if so, it slows the wrong kind of growth. And that is not a bad thing. We need more growth of the American way, an economic approach that made America the greatest economy on Earth before the age of credit. The age of credit?

           Yes, I put forward credit, as we know it, is a largely under-studied phenomenon that hit this country after the federal government essentially borrowed every cent required to participate in the Second World War. Whether we fought or won that war is a different subject. The resulting “borrow your way to comfort” is the only part of economics that eventually trickled down to the working class. And that class still remains the backbone of the economy. It is not small business that creates the good, but the employees that the small business organizes. Whether employment itself is also exploitation is a matter of definition not presented here.
           England has similar woes, in that their financial system was deformed by the EU. The world views Brexit as a done deal, so these endless radio discussions are beyond annoying. NPR loves to reduce broadcasting to coverage of blatant pity cases which ignore the greater good. The latest tactic is accusing pro-Brexit factions for seeking “Trump-like” free press by being outrageous. Speaking in terms of cold, hard facts that support anything not on their agenda, to the liberals, is being outrageous.
           Brexit, however, is revealing on how two-faced liberals can be. It would seem on an individual level, the liberals would support the average working Briton, all that is swept aside because Brexit is anti-immigration. It isn’t, it merely takes back control to the electorate, not the liberals. And most liberal parties rely on immigrants for their voter base. At this point, I switched off NPR and found a station that plays mostly Johnny Cash.

ADDENDUM
           What’s happening back at the cabin? Agt. R was over to check on things. The flowers I planted are starting to finally poke into the sunlight. But that isn’t the spectacular growth like the areas treated with manganese. He reports the weeds are high. Odd, because this is the dry season and the last two years nothing grew in the yard until the end of April. Even if it did, Howard loves to drive over it in his zero-radius mower. Soon, that yard may get some streaming monitors. I’m following orders to get on-line to a greater degree as may be demanded by the emerging situation. Good, but I only use it, I don’t pay for it or get associated with it by club standards. Which means not at all.
           Agt. R examined the stakes I’d placed for the five fruit trees, saying they’re positioned right according to the book. I’m doing nothing without his advice and the season is already getting late. I’ve allocated $120 for the trees in accordance with his guidelines. The only near-certainty is a pecan tree. He reports that nobody has succeeded in grafting an apple tree that will grow in Florida, so that might explain why the neighbor’s had such terrible luck with them. What limited experience I’ve now got says to just plant the friggen trees and see what comes up.

           My recent comment on 3D printers relates to my statement years ago that until the input experience becomes hugely more friendly, the printers will not take. You need an engineering degree to program the damn things. The usual method is a tedious process of making multiple 2D sketches, or “slices” and building them up. When I read an award at the Imperial College for the invention of a “gravity sketch”, which has a lame website with no audio. I tried to get some details. No luck. The Imperial College has lost its place as a trusted source, so I didn’t follow up.
           Why has such a formerly prestigious school become mistrusted over here? Because they’ve fallen into bad liberal habits. The school used to award only real accomplishment. Nowadays, they are prone to giving awards for items that fall far short of any standards most of us would recognize. Think of the last time that institution announced a breakthrough. From what I see, the tool involves a virtual reality headset and a lot of arm waving. I consider it a step in the right direction.

           Here’s something telltale about Internet searching. I should keep a list of things I don’t find. Today I was looking for a machine. Nothing should be easier, you’d think. Turbinado sugar is called that because it is created by spinning sugar cane in a turbine. I’d like to see that machine in action. No dice, after twenty minutes the closest I came was this photo of a “120 TDP” sugar machine for sale from a bankrupt factory. I think it might be at least part of the turbine apparatus, but alas, the ad copy is written in what I guess to be Afrikaaner.

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