FOR THE SAKE OF OLE LIBERALISM
There was a piece in the Connect in April featuring Word of Mouth and their “Anti-Capitalist” strategy for an album release which clearly displays that there is a large group of folks who are a bit around my age who have not a single idea what capitalism is. An experimental form of value delivery is not “Anti-capitalist” its just an experimental form of value delivery. Ah hm may I explain for the sake of Ole Liberalism as Bernieheaded Melennials, I find, are becoming a threat, a stubborn minority that could reign in socialism.
Capitalism != Consumerism
Finding existential worth in the things that fill your house is one of the greatest cancers of the modern and decadent world. Consumerism comes from the culture that chooses it not from the human desire to “truck, barter and exchange” that makes up capitalism.
Capitalism != Commodification
A criticism of capitalism is that it may lead to the commodification of close to everything and ruin any “Mutual giving” relationship which tends to be a fundamental human experience. Religions tend to hold these things quite sacred. The quintessential commodification of the sacred is prostitution.
Capitalism != Slavery
Desire for optionality can be demanded in the market place. Optionality is a measurable thing that is very close to what we are talking about when we are talking about “Freedom”, and “Liberty”. Lets demand cheap transportation that’s child’s play to maintain. Lets demand the same thing for housing. Non GMO/ Organic food is in the middle of a conquest, and most people don’t even care about it, except for eco-radicals that run on persuasive myth like green peace or rigorous derivations like Nassim Taleb. We have just gone through an era where what was demanded was boogie heroine from the shopping mall that you store in your McMansion bought from debt. Just like a few radicals can force organic to dominate the grocery store shelves, a few radicals can force Low-maintenence/debt-not-necessary housing on the marketplace. I simply requires a stubborn minority. For more google “Stubborn Minority” and “Optionality” what you will find of course is papers done by Don Taleb.
Stubborn Minorities do come up against some resistance, that shows the audacity to do close to anything. As follows…
Capitalism != Corporatism
This is more or less our current system. With Cronies and rent-seekers. What’s a rent seeker you ask?
No its not some fella looking to rent a home.
No its not a land lord looking for his tenants rent.
It’s an established business spooked that someone else may be able to provide more value than they do so they “pay up” to a politician, they grease the hand of a bureaucrat.
THE PARABLE OF THE FRIENDLY NEIGHBORHOOD RENT-SEEKER
There once was a Brock von Block toiled and boiled in blood in sweat in tears,
He was making his way with his own pay, storing documents and letters in a tower of brick and mortar with more business day by day.
It took him ten years to reach critical mass, but after that climb he was so proud he spoke with sass. Then along came a threat a barrage,
some fellow created the hardrive in an afternoon his garage.
The young man didn’t even leave school,
he designed it while lounging by his pool.
Brock von Block was made to look like a fool.
But a Misuer NIMBYlton came by who knew how to strike a deal on the fly.
“Regulations my dear sir, tis your problem with the wrinkleless man. The idea is to rule him out till his life is like a fly against the fan.
Let me prick your finger and shall you sign on the dotted line, sell your honor and your cash and your bank account will remain just fine.”
Brock von Block thought about what he had to lose his soul? In his heart he saw no fuse. He stopped by the news stand in which he found another fuseless player with Mr. NIMBY.
“How yah doing Brock von Block, I can tell what you’ve got on you. You’ve got the empty eyes. A lovely surprise. Do you see right here Mr. NIMBY saved me. Oh the humanity! There was an online news stand that would of put me out. But Mr. NIMBY began to shout, ‘Everyone, everyone, come along, online news stands cause cancer preach it, preach it!”
In one of the magazines Brock von Block did see that there was a fella with a novel way to construct buildings. Prefab from garbage slag half price of brick and eco-friendly.
Brock von Block thought how he could expand with such technology. His business good grow in his house he could buy a slope with snow, and a cottage by the river, everyday he could row.
NIMBYlton was on the news now. “Slag block destroys the rocks, acid rain, it’ll set fire to the plain use bricks or don’t use anything at all!”
A brick layer came by the news stand and shouted, “This NIMBYlton, what a man.”
An angel came by to Brock, “Here is some skin in the game man.”
#Another parable of rent-seeking on a larger scale you can find in the documentary Brexit which displays lazy continentals going to brussels to prevent high quality east asian goods from entering the union through regulation etc. One related and classic is the parable of the #
This is the case of the rent-seeker. The one who uses the government to hold their position. It’s a disgusting habit that prevents the pie from being expanded, that prevents fracturing and dynamism in the market.
I’ve spoken to some quintessential friendly neighborhood rent-seekers. Those restaurateurs who don’t want those bloody food trucks ruining their business. They talk about them like the Culchie farmers of Ireland talk about the Tinkers.* “Them gypos with there caravans are just going to take the money and run.” Without tax, with out rent, with out this paperwork and that paperwork.
I’ve actually even tried to persuade a brick and mortar restaurateur that food trucks are a great thing even if they would inevitably destroy his current business. This is where I realized that I am not a master class persuader, with the crown jewel of selling ice to an eskimo. From that conversation, however, I was able to get a clue about what most of the conversations may look like.
I could tell them how healthy capitalism is about creative-destruction. Poetically: A ghiest of Shiva-Bramha flies throughout the world Shiva setting fire to the inefficient the ineffective, the annoying, those who don’t create great value. Bramha a deamon that brings creative genius to clever. He brings new value into the world, brings more sophisticated ways in fulfilling our desires, inseparably part of Shiva’s destruction.
They may say how its unfair how hard they worked boo hoo. Find religion learn how to grieve loss, find meaning in the keep going, not in the scoring. Get some Augustinian pessimism… with respect to our human feelings the world will always be unjust, a “truly just world” can only be fathomed as something a bit beyond our current existence.
This is where the friendly neighborhood rent-seeker espouses the toddlers concept of unfair “Sally is prettier than me someone throw acid on her face.”
They may say what about my livelihood. I say what about friends, family, and fraternity, those shoulders to cry on, those couches to sleep on. Unless you’re a total ass-hole you’ve likely got those folks, and then they can cheer you up and get you back in the game. That’s capitalist part of a free and open society till we die we can always get back in the game.
They may say “You can’t just say these things. What about this? What about that?” To think this is coming from entrepreneurs! Great entrepreneurs are people of faith, of psychotic convictions. Some like Tim Ferriss preach methodological ways in increasing probabilities of success: lean testing things of that nature to lower amount that’s getting risked. But still there is the life of the Jetinho-branco**** you find a way, you figure it out.
But really its not about the food trucks. I’m not going to lie, these things really come off as being fetishistic like the high speed trains. “If we just get food trucks, bike lanes, and high speed trains Jesus will come again and we will forever live in happy happy land.”
I have a rule-of-thumb/heuristic when I feel that myself or a community is falling into this. I step back and ask…
What the hell am I trying to do?
In the end I don’t want food trucks I want what food trucks can provide better than what “brick and mortar” watering holes can provide- a more differentiated market that can better suit my needs and wants. What’s even better with food trucks would be to have folks just sell pre-maid food out of their homes air bnb style***, and with that there’s a precedence of civil disobedience against the vile bureaucrats aiding rentiers. Then I could finally get that paleo cheese steak that I always wanted with out having to make it my self:
1 paleo coconut wrap
1/4 lbs of chopped liver
1/4 lbs chopped marrow meat
Shaved Dubliner cheese on top for that nutty punch
Dressed with buttery sauce with tomato and spices for good measure.
Some kraut on the side.
“Yum, yum Coward, this is a Philly cave man style.”
An uberization of restaurant’s will also allow us absurd convenience. In my little leave-it-to-beaver barrio on 31st Lane and Whitaker where I am known by the other’s in the village as that fella with the long hair who thinks keeping his dog in the yard is rocket science and loves to awkwardly leave all his windows open. I could have the opportunity to go next store and get my paleo cheese steak without it having to be a gift. Some would ask why not just do that? If they’re your neighbor you could just have a dinner date… but that’s a whole different phenomenon, which first, well, requires a “date”.
There is the communitarian “gifting economy” which has many payoffs. In many transactions we must ask…
To gift or to gross?
To gift leads to bonds to gross leads to bounty.
Some transactions can be a little bit of a hybrid. Like some generous tip you give a bartender when he slips you a mention that he’s in the middle of struggling times. Or quinessentially the ending of It’s a wonderful life. But bonds are expensive, they’re necessary for our survival, the Randian world of cold transactions is a fantasy. But cold transactions do pay off, and having a not-so-intimate experience paying my neighbor so they can make a steak, leads to bounty since I am freed from investing in a fraternal relationship. #Capitalism
Of course, if I chit chat with them I get a little bit of a bond 🙂
From my understanding West Savannah, beset by recent tragedy with a mother of many getting shot, had their community leader proclaim their need for a grocery store and not more cathartic protests. Why is it that some enterprising neighbor can’t put a bunch of fridges in their backyard with a POS on the phone and distribute groceries locally. With a tight community marketing overhead shrinks you’d probably not even need to be as presentable as a save a lot. Just have a place that can store a lot of food, with people perceiving and the grocery store delivering on the perception that is safe to eat. Other wise what’s wrong with a backyard shack with fridges and a light, and an excuse to small talk the neighbor that runs the place?
Of course city bureaucrats, perhaps, will come up with unnecessary problems that they solve to keep us convinced that their jobs are “useful.” An to make sure established businesses get to remain established.
Is the skin in the game that a house wife has in her kitchen that is used to feed her own babies not enough to signal its safety for a paying customer to eat from? Of course theirs dumb mothers but the Bramha-Shiva will punish her.
Capitalism is golden. Capitalism is lovely. Capitalism sends us to the land of milk and honey.
NOTE: One solution I can see to Savannah’s corruption issues is for someone to start an “uber for landscaping” I think that will remove a corporatist tumor from city hall. 😉
*This magazine is called impolite society so if you think I’m going to use the word “British-Irish Travellers of the Pavee culture” put this magazine back up on the sacred pedestal you found it and run away you Victorian-mouthed heathen.
***Here I spilled another billion dollar idea. Father in heaven forgive me.
****Por favor voce nao esta um malandro.