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December 21, 2007

Some of the Many Are Consumers

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I went to a high school run by the Jesuits. Think “Dead Poets Society” with Roman collars. The teachers were a little bit Pope John Paul II, a whole lot of Vince Lombardi, and, as is necessary to the development of young men, a healthy amount of Thomas Jefferson. The Jesuits are often admired for their ability to develop the “whole man”: intellectual, athletic, social, and most importantly, moral.

We were encouraged to be irreverent in the reverence of our school. The very irreverent actions we engaged in were seen by the Jesuits as an exhibition of curiosity. Pranks performed, under the guise of “school spirit”, were not only tolerated but encouraged. When it was suggested that one of our rival’s star basketball players was being bribed to attend a certain college, we waved checks in the stands when he attempted his free throws. Brother John, the Prefect of Discipline, may have handed down the ceremonial J.U.G. that day but the practice of pranks was generally tolerated.

Rarely did our pranks elevate to the status of unconscious insult. I say “rarely” because it did happen, about once a year. When it happened, it was usually the product of a good intention with garnered support from the crowd. In short, we took it just a bit too far without the forethought of the consequences of our actions.

The consequence was much harsher than a JUG; it was a speech attacking our moral fiber by none other than the President of the school. That sage old priest, a modicum of morality, started off the admonishment with a request to “walk a mile in the victims’ moccassins” and ended with the horrendous revelation that we, in our ignorance, injured some (or many) of those without the benefits we had.

Ouch! That admonishment always resulted in a bevy of boys, walking around with humble and contrite hearts, wondering if we would ever amount to the “whole man” St. Ignatius Loyola envisioned.

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November 21, 2007

Click the button one more time as an expression of Thanksgiving

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It’s Thanksgiving, a fact of the calendar that sneaks up on me every year. By Friday, the Salvation Army Santas will be setting up their buckets outside stores, since no one has told the Salvation Army that Americans switched to debit cards in 1995. It’s all one to me. Cathy loves to give money away, but I despise indiscriminate charity. I’m all but certain we’re subsidizing vice, and I have zero doubt that we’re dulling the edge of husbandry. Of all the problems we might name in the modern world, a shortage of indolence is not one of them.

But I do believe in putting out fires, pulling drowning kids out of the drink, even rescuing trapped kittens. Life is a beautiful rose festooned with a few thorns, and stanching the flow of blood, when someone gets stung, is a job we each need to do for each other.

In a week or a month, all of the buttons we put up for Aaron Anglin’s family will come down.

Before they do, we should hit that “donate” button one more time. It’s not enough. There will never be enough we can do. They’ve lost more than we can ever imagine, and, in the long-run, they’ll have to get along without our help. Life goes on. This is but the first Christmas Aleisha and her girls will have to live without Aaron. But if, as an expression of our own productivity and prosperity, we can help to make their Christmas a little easier, that seems like a good way of expressing thanks for all we have.

November 1, 2007

The Luddite’s lament at The New Yorker: Why won’t the world just hold still?!

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The other day Cathy asked me what a semi-conductor is. It takes courage to ask me an open-ended question, because you risk getting the full answer. We started with integrated circuits, which is what most people mean when that say “semi-conductor,” then got into the conductive properties of metals and minerals, slid from there to quantum physics and electron tunneling, jumping to the idea of electronic gates, which leads back to Boolean algebra, all of which briefly encapsulates the idea of contemporary computer science.

But: The role of semi-conductors in all this is relatively recent, so we talked about Pascal’s automated looms, Babbage’s Analytical Engine, Ada Lovelace’s invention of software engineering, Turing’s Enigma and the idea of the Turing machine — which, despite all the hype you read, is the underlying engineering for the computer in front of you right now, scaled up a bazillion times.

The Turing machine was mechanical. The role of semi-conductors in data processing came even later than that. So: We talked about integrated circuits, about Moore’s Law and most importantly about the information explosion, the practical corollary of Moore’s Law. We continued with the idea of the Semantic Web, the notion that, very soon, instead of you trying to find the data you want, the data you want will avidly be trying to find you.

There’s more: We talked about multi-core computer processors and their implications, particularly about their application in compute-intensive functions. As a matter of physics, there is a finite limit to Moore’s Law. Heat is a significant problem right now, but even postulating computers running immersed in liquid nitrogen, data moves at the speed of light. At some point, no matter how close together chip-makers manage to plant circuits, propagation delay will limit further speed increases.

But this is where massively-parallel multi-core processors come into their own. Imagine not two cores, or four, or eight — the most you can buy in a computer store right now. Imagine 64 cores, or 256, or 1,024 microprocessors running side-by-side, splitting jobs up into 1,024 separate tasks and performing all of them simultaneously.

There’s even more at the outer edges of Read more

October 15, 2007

Want to make a real difference — in real estate prices and in everything else? Stop pushing innocent people around by force

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Why is housing so much more expensive in Los Angeles than it is in Dallas? Higher demand? No so much. The reason is that building new housing in Dallas is easy, while building anything at all in California is a nightmare of absurd regulations. Virgina Postrel explores a study that shows the marginal cost, in land prices, of pushing innocent people around by force with land-use restrictions. (HT Dan Melson.)

Some of the higher price of L.A. real estate does reflect the intrinsic pleasure of living there, as I’m reminded every time I walk out my door into the perfect weather. Some of the price reflects the productivity advantages of being near others doing similar work (try selling a screenplay from Arlington, Texas). All of these benefits—and the negatives of traffic and smog—are reflected in the price of land.

But what exactly is that price? Consider two ways of computing the price of a quarter acre of land. You can compare the value of a house on a quarter acre with that of a similar house on a half acre. Or you can take the price of a house on a quarter acre and subtract the cost of the house itself—the price of construction. Either way, you get the value of an empty quarter acre. The two numbers should be roughly the same. But they aren’t. The second one is always bigger, because it includes not just the property but the right to build. Expanding your quarter-acre lot to a half acre doesn’t give you per- mission to add a second house.

In a 2003 article, Glaeser and Gyourko calculated the two different land values for 26 cities (using data from 1999). They found wide disparities. In Los Angeles, an extra quarter acre cost about $28,000—the pure price of land. But the cost of empty land isn’t the whole story, or even most of it. A quarter- acre lot minus the cost of the house came out to about $331,000—nearly 12 times as much as the extra quarter acre. The difference between the first and second prices, around $303,000, was what L.A. home buyers Read more

October 10, 2007

Atlas Shrugged is 50 years old today: “All work is an act of creating and comes from the same source: from an inviolate capacity to see through one’s own eyes…”

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This is philospher David Kelley in the Wall Street Journal. I think BloodhoundBlog presents a nice reflection of this argument, a joyous, fearless, unapologetic pursuit of new ideas.

Economists have known for a long time that profits are an external measure of the value created by business enterprise. Rand portrayed the process of creating value from the inside, in the heroes’ vision and courage, their rational exuberance in meeting the challenges of production. Her point was stated by one of the minor characters of “Atlas,” a musical composer: “Whether it’s a symphony or a coal mine, all work is an act of creating and comes from the same source: from an inviolate capacity to see through one’s own eyes. . . That shining vision which they talk about as belonging to the authors of symphonies and novels — what do they think is the driving faculty of men who discovered how to use oil, how to run a mine, how to build an electric motor?”

As for the charge, from egalitarian left and religious right alike, that the profit motive is selfish, Rand agreed. She was notorious as the advocate of “the virtue of selfishness,” as she titled a later work. Her moral defense of the pursuit of self-interest, and her critique of self-sacrifice as a moral standard, is at the heart of the novel. At the same time, she provides a scathing portrait of what she calls “the aristocracy of pull”: businessmen who scheme, lie and bribe to win favors from government.

Economists have also known for a long time that trade is a positive sum game, yet most defenders of capitalism still wrestle with the “paradox” posed in the 18th century by Adam Ferguson and Adam Smith: how private vice can produce public good, how the pursuit of self-interest yields benefits for all. Rand cut that Gordian knot in the novel by denying that the pursuit of self-interest is a vice. Precisely because trade is not a zero-sum game, Rand challenges the age-old moral view that one must be either a giver or a taker.

The central action of “Atlas” is the strike Read more

October 9, 2007

Recognizing greatness by means of outrageous insult…

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Let’s play a little game of practical morality.

Imagine that you’re the Mozart of real estate webloggers, the Jimi Freakin’ Hendrix of the RE.net. Winner of the Carnival of Real Estate more than any other writer, winner of the Odysseus Medal, three-time nominee in a field of twenty nominated posts in this past week’s Odysseus Medal competition. Imagine that you are such an amazingly great writer that you can get away with anything, that you can get people to read everything you write, avidly, to the very last savory word. Imagine that even among the rivalrous best, you are acknowledged as the best of them all. Imagine that.

Now let’s reward your greatness.

First we will isolate you by sex, so as to imply that your lack of testicles disqualifies you from the real competition.

Then let’s group you among eleven ciphers, so as to dilute your greatness not to one-twelfth strength but to 1/144th, or possibly to 1/12^12, an infinitesimal residue of everything you are in your unique state of perfection.

Just to gild the lily, let’s ignore the worthy women who write with you, writers who, at their best, can see their way to the pinnacle you alone have pioneered.

What could possibly be missing from a celebration such as this?

Music, of course:

Congratulations, Kris. You’ve been “recognized”…

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October 4, 2007

Who is the most influential real estate weblogger in the RE.net? Beyond all contest or doubt, it’s Dustin Luther

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This is me in a comment at Todd Carpenter’s REMBEX Blog Fiesta:

Not to be too contrarian, but this is all Old Testament. None of these people meant anything to me when I was building BloodhoundBlog. If influence means creating the RE.net as we know it, Dustin Luther is the New Testament. He’s not a category killer, but the phenomenon Inman is trying to surf has Dustin as its without-whom-not. I may post on this, because it’s a point we ought not lose in the hoopla. I know Dustin would credit Levin and others, but the fact is that Dustin more than anyone else invented this thing we do.

I hadn’t intended to write anything about this silly Top 25 list, other than to make fun of it in comments to Russell’s post, but I didn’t want to let the moment pass without drawing attention to Dustin’s amazing achievement.

Todd was writing about the people who pioneered the idea of real estate weblogging, and I certainly don’t want to take anything away from them. But the real estate weblogs that dominate the conversation now owe their origin either directly or by — perhaps unknowing — concatenation to the work that Dustin Luther did in building Rain City Guide. BloodhoundBlog, as I disclosed very early on, is a virtual blogchild of RGC, a maculate reconceptualization of ideas Dustin invented or himself reconceived — not from the nascent RE.net but from the weblogging world at large.

Inman’s list means nothing to me. I don’t want to be categorized in any way with exponents of evil, which Keith Brand surely is. The idea of being influential is important to me, but there are but few human behaviors upon which I would seek influence, with all the rest being so much noise. What Inman is celebrating is not influence but popularity — or perhaps simply the celebrity of having been written up in the past by Inman. It’s all one to me in any case. The entire universe I would conquer can be encapsulated by a baseball cap. Lend me your mind, and the rest of the world comes Read more

September 27, 2007

Updated information on the Anglin children

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Jay Thompson has an update on the state of the Anglin children, along with a link to Aaron Anglin’s obituary in the Austin American-Statesman. Jay has set up a guest book so that you can express your condolences to the family.

The obituary includes this important information:

A trust fund has been set up for the children:
Guaranty Bank, Acct# 3805908914
Checks payable to James Johnson (grandfather)
ITF Eleanor & Mackenzie Anglin

We each of us are doing what we can, and I expect we’ve gone a long way toward covering Aaron’s burial expenses and the children’s hospital costs. But: That’s a band-aid. The real costs of raising children are huge and ever-accelerating.

I know there are big-money vendors reading this site. Your tax advisors can instruct you on what you need to do to expense a donation to a trust fund — or an annuity — as good will or whatever.

If we can put the arm on a few hundred people for a few hundred dollars each, that’s a good thing. But if someone can step up to put a few hundred dollars a month in the kitty for the next 18 or 20 years, that would be quite a bit better.

The fact is, these children are going to grow up without a father. I wish that were a rare circumstance, but it’s not. But here is a case we know about of children losing their patrimony, and a particularly brutal loss of patrimony at that.

We’re all doing what we can, but if you can do more than the rest of us, that would be a wonderful thing.

 
PS: Don’t be shy about emailing this post or a letter of your own to vendors with whom you have a working relationship. The secret to getting money is to ask for it.

September 25, 2007

The purpose of civilization . . .

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I make my living as a hard-headed, practical man, but I live in a very abstract world. Because of the Anglin children, I’ve been thinking about the idea of fatherlessness, a topic I’ve written about in the past:

I was doing that fatherstuff, to the extent I understand it, which amounts to teaching boys how to be men, and, in other circumstances, teaching girls how to relate to men. You can’t pick up a magazine without discovering what poor specimens of humanity men are. “Men make lousy women!” a woman’s magazine will reveal. “Husbands are not the best wives!” discloses a journal for married women. “Fathers are inadequate mothers!” a mother’s magazine proclaims. And the rejoinder to all those with a deathgrip on the obvious is: “Well, duh!”

A father is the provider, his most important job. If he neglects it in order to preen as an ersatz mommy, the children suffer. A father is the moral leader, obliged to take it on the chin again and again; that’s how children learn how to take it on the chin. A father is the defender, the one who confronts the burglar when mom and the kids are hiding under the bed. Fathers are everything we claim to admire when we use the word “manly” and everything we affect to despise when we use the word “male”, but, at bottom, fathers are not mothers. We need mothers to do what mothers do, and we need fathers to do what fathers do, and when children are denied one or the other, they suffer. You won’t read this in a women’s magazine, and you won’t read it in a men’s magazine unless it’s tattooed into a well-tanned navel. But it’s the truth.

But the main job of being a father is simply being around. I’m not congratulating myself for what I did with Xavier, because I knew it was temporary. He didn’t have a father all of a sudden, he just had a weak little prosthetic, and that only for a while. But I taught him what little I could of the manly art of manliness, what little Read more

September 24, 2007

Lani Anglin’s brother’s children lost their father yesterday. Here’s what you can do to help…

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Lani Anglin lost a brother yesterday, and his children lost their father. April Groves has the details at Lani’s site.

We can count the beads later, but now is the time for practical action.

Aaron Anglin is survived by a wife and two very young daughters. The way I’m reading things, he died without life insurance, which puts those three ladies on a very hard road.

If you can spare something for them, put it in the form of negotiable funds — cash, cashier’s check or money order — and overnight it to:

      Aleisha Anglin
      c/o Lani Anglin
      2719 Costa Azul Cove
      Leander, TX
      78641

April is working on setting up a donation account with Bank of America, and I’ll amend this post when that account becomes available. In the meantime, Jay Thompson has set up a donation system using PayPal.

But: I will promise you that there are people who will want to be paid now, and this young family will have immediate and ongoing needs. There was a time in your life when fate could have hit you this hard. Now is your chance to redeem that good fortune.

More: At GeekEstate Blog, Michael Price is auctioning a tricked-out 30GB iPod, with the proceeds going to the Anglin family.

Benn Rosales reflects on these tragic events, finding grounds for hope despite everything.

Jay Thompson has a rundown of today’s activity on the RE.net, including links to many other posts. I am always very proud when I have the privilege of setting my shoulder beside his to get something done. Jay is honor made manifest, and I am honored to know him.

Here is trust fund information:

A trust fund has been set up for the children:
Guaranty Bank, Acct# 3805908914
Checks payable to James Johnson (grandfather)
ITF Eleanor & Mackenzie Anglin

And: if you have the ability to donate a big chunk of money, here is a discussion of how you might make a huge and enduring difference in the lives of these children.

Here are a couple of buttons, large and small, that you can use on your own weblog/web site. These incorporate Jay’s PayPal donation interface, so your readers can make donations online by credit card. Copy Read more

September 24, 2007

Prometheus abundant: Giving the gift of mind

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Do you want to fight a war on poverty? A war on terror? A war on the senseless waste of the sole source of capital, the human mind? Here’s your chance. For two weeks in November, you’ll be able to buy two XO laptops, the One-Laptop-Per-Child computer, with one coming to you and the other going to a hungry young mind overseas.

From the Boston Globe:

With orders for its rugged XO laptop falling short of its initial goal, the One Laptop Per Child project announced today that it would let consumers in the United States and Canada buy the cute computer for a limited time.

In an interview last week, Nicholas Negroponte, the former MIT Media Lab director and founder of the so-called $100 laptop initiative, conceded that he had not locked in the 3 million orders that he once said were necessary to trigger mass production.

The new “Give 1, Get 1” initiative could be the antidote, he said, by helping to spread the project.

For a limited two-week span in November, people will be able to buy two laptops for $399, one for the buyer and one for a child in a developing country.

My take: Donate both, perhaps with one going to a child in your own home town. Even better:

Starting today, people who simply want to donate a laptop to a child in a developing country for $200 can do so online at XOgiving.org.

I think there must be three billion candidates for this machine, so I can’t imagine how most of them will get one before they are no longer children. But the bounty of the harvest is planted one seed at a time.

Prometheus literally means “foresight.” Because of the gift of mind, the uniquely Hellenic gift, I live in a world of vast abundance. I used to joke that Americans should “count their microprocessors instead of sheep,” but, by now, I can’t get an accurate count of the microprocessors sitting on my desk. When I think about some young Prometheus growing up chained to the stultification of ignorance, indolence and superstition, I could not be more grateful for this chance to Read more

September 20, 2007

Herd dinosaurs? Not me, but what should we do instead?

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Responding at some length to a comment from Charles Woodall:

> Changing the real estate business in the grassroots effort you suggest would be a slow process as well.

I know you’re not joking with me, but are you aware of how quickly the real estate industry is changing right now? None of this is happening through the NAR cartel.

> it would literally take thousands or ten of thousands of people to make it happen.

Shazam! Here we are. BloodhoundBlog is just a part of the changes taking place, but we talk to tens of thousands of unique souls every month.

> We already have a powerful trade organization in place, so getting a few hundred people involved would be easier, in my humble opinion.

You’ve already talked about how it was virtually impossible for you to make an obviously necessary change. The NAR exists to milk agents, consumers and the taxpayers, in that order. It will not even try to do anything else until it is much too late to make any difference.

> While your thoughts are noble, and I agree on several points, until leadership in REALTOR associations on the local and state level want to move into the 21st century, it just isn’t going to happen.

It’s not going to happen.

> Folks such as yourself getting involved will be required.

First, people like me will never get involved with the NAR. I personally am deeply philosophically opposed to what I consider to be the criminal objectives of the NAR, but even someone less philosophically fastidious is going to achieve far better results by improving his own mind, rather than wasting vast amounts of time trying to herd mental dinosaurs toward a future they despise and think they can avoid.

There are actually three issues that you are raising.

The first is that I — or someone like me — would be profited by participating in any sort of committee work, even if it didn’t involve lobbying the state to point its guns at innocent people. Assuming a committee can learn anything at all, it cannot learn any faster than its slowest member, and committees seem to me Read more

September 18, 2007

No committee will ever make the Cluetrain run on time

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Proposition 1: Groups, clubs, committees and professional associations would make better decisions if their smarter, more passionate members were to get involved.

Proposition 2: Central banking would work if only Alan Greenspan had a smarter brother.

Proposition 3: True Communism has never been tried.

I don’t consider these statements equivalent, but they are of the same species, the Wishful Thinking Fallacy.

Inasmuch as we are living through the nightmare of Proposition 2, one might think we could learn a lesson. We won’t, and every eye was on the Fed this afternoon.

Parents who wrote a fat check for a skinny college Freshman in August can expect the return on their investment in the form of Proposition 3 over Thanksgiving dinner.

From Proposition 1, though, there is not even the comic relief of a sardonic resignation. We want so desperately for it to be true that we will not even consider entertaining the obvious truth that all committees suck, and good committees suck the least when they adjourn early.

These three propositions are alike in another way, a way that illustrates why they are uniformly false, any devout wishing to the contrary: All three turn on a power devoid of consequences. They are fundamentally anti-Capitalist. Their errors are not correctable accidents, they are a necessary consequence of the caprice that is the opposite of Capitalism:

But in fact, in politics and economics, the opposite of capitalism is caprice. A government’s decisions are not awful because they are always corrupt — although they often are. They are awful because there is no reward for being right, no penalty for being wrong, and no one anywhere to take responsibility for anything either way.

Capitalism is not instantly rational — it is not always automatically right about what to do, where and in what quantity. But capitalism is ultimately rational. In due course, entrepreneurs will achieve something approaching optimal results. Why? Because they are rewarded for being right, penalized for being wrong, and they are proud to take responsibility for their endeavors.

Matthew Hardy left what I thought was a brilliant comment to my post on technological ineptitude at the Arizona Association of Realtors:

So the Read more

September 11, 2007

My 9/11 prayer . . .

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This is me, this time last year:

Cathy and I watched The Path to 9/11 on television tonight. I had forgotten that we were in Metro New York for the Turn of the Millennium. My father lives in Connecticut, and we went there that year for New Year’s Day. The photo you see is my son crawling all over a bronze statue of a stock broker in Liberty Park, directly across from what was then the Merrill Lynch Building — on December 30, 1999.

I lived in Manhattan for ten years, from 1976 to 1986. For quite a few of those years, I worked just across from Liberty Park, in the Equitable Building at 120 Broadway. At the other end of that little brick park was the southeast entrance to the World Trade Center complex.

I worked insane hours in those days, and, very often, when I got out of work, I would go sit at this tiny circular plaza plopped down between the Twin Towers. Not quite pre-dawn, still full dark, but completely deserted — and to be completely alone in New York City is an accomplishment. I would throw my head back and look up at the towers, the fourth movement of the Ninth Symphony running note-perfect through my head.

Everything I am describing was either destroyed or heavily damaged on September 11, 2001. Along with the lives of thousand of innocents. Along with the comfort and serenity of their families. Along with the peace of the entire world.

I don’t believe in any heaven except for this earth, this life — the heaven we make every day by pursuing the highest and best within us. The World Trade Center had its faults. I can detail every one. But it was a piece of the sublime, a proud testament to how high, how good our highest and best can be. I don’t believe in heaven, but when I think of what was done that day, I pray there is an everlasting torment for the men who did it…

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August 31, 2007

Mucho con gusto: Celebrating human independence in open defiance of Labor Day

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I have more than too much work to do, including attending to all the controversy I’ve stirred up, but I pride myself on knowing when I need to stop, if only for a few hours. We’re kidless for the weekend, but we’re on the cusp of being infested by way too much family, so I’m going to grab for all the gusto I can, while I can.

Here’s Mark Knopfler, just blistering on what looks like a Paul Reed Smith FatStratClone (that is to say, a really kick-ass custom-made guitar):

For Teri Lussier’s daughter, Rian, here is an excruciating catharsis:

The examined life is having the courage to purge your own character of mediocrity, not punishing other people for having indulged their fears of greatness.

This is me, a memo from forever:

The time of your life is your sole capital. If you trade that time in such a way that you get in exchange less than you really want, less than you might actually have achieved, you have deliberately cheated yourself. You have acted to your own destruction by failing to use your time to construct of your life what you want most and need most and deserve most. You have let your obsession or anger — over what amounts to a trivial evil in a world where people are shredded alive — deprive you of all of the rest of your values. This is anegoic, acting contrary to the true needs of the self.

One of my favorite memories is of a Labor Day years ago. My son and I were out riding our bikes and we rode to a CompUSA to see all the latest software. The store was packed. Middle managers poring over the PERT packages, programmers pawing through hefty manuals, yuppie couples testing eduware with their little yuppiekinder. Labor Day is a holiday established by people who hate human productivity, who hate the human mind. It is a day set aside on the calendar to celebrate and sanctify indolence — and violence. And there in the CompUSA were the men and women of values. The people who know that to be more Read more

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