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20
Dec
09

Mustering some giveashit

TJIC waxes eloquent on gift-giving as signaling behaviour:

Because I’m a huge nerd, I made it into an equation:

A && T && M → G

where:

A == caring, as expressed in paying Attention to recipient’s interests
T == caring, as expressed in Time spent
M == caring, as expressed in Money spent
G == Gift purchased

The corrolary to this, where no gift is purchased, is – by DeMorgan’s Law:

~G → ~A || ~T || ~M

RTWT.

(M could possibly be better expressed as Effort; either effort spent at work earning money to buy a gift, or effort spent directly on the gift in question.  The latter is of course well-appreciated by the Starving Student demographic — or ought to be.)

18
Dec
09

I couldn’t make this shit up if I tried

Stripped to its bare essentials, regulatory capture is what happens when a corporation tries to legislate its competition out of existence rather than, you know, competing with them.  It happens in all sectors: banking, automobiles, pharmaceuticals, software, sex toys…

Wait, what?

Put down anything you’re drinking before you read on.  I’m not responsible for drenched keyboards.

When you’re the young owners of a Toronto sex shop specializing in eco-friendly vibrators and other adult toys, getting the ear of a Member of Parliament can be a challenge.

So, entrepreneurs Kim and Amy Sedgwick started off slow. The self-branded “eco-sisters” wrote a letter outlining their concerns of a “dangerous” problem hidden away in Canadian bedrooms everywhere – chemicals used in the majority of Canadian sex toys that pose a potential health risk for women.

YA RLY.

And what are these awful chemicals?  As if you had to guess….

The issue is over plastics such as bisphenol A, a controversial chemical in Canada, and phthalates, used to make plastic soft and flexible. Dozens of studies have shown the chemicals may cause hormonal complications at certain levels of exposure, yet both are common in sex toys, which are classified as “novelty” items in Canada and are therefore removed from almost all oversight, Ms. Sedgwick says.

So while bisphenol A can’t be used in baby bottles, and phthalates can’t be used in children’s mouth toys, there’s no rules preventing their use in a vibrator, Dr. Bennett says.

I’m given to understand that BPA is most likely to leach out of polycarbonates into strong acids or boiling water.  If that’s your kink, you’re probably already using stainless steel.

(Note also that the “certain levels of exposure” shown to induce hormonal complications — BPA and phthalates are xenoestrogens — are left unstated in the article, and no consideration is given to levels of absorption of either from sex toys during use.  Who wants to write the ethics review for that study?)

Life, as ever, is toxic.  This strikes me as a shrewd move by the Sedgwick sisters and a drearily predictable overreaction — zOMG teh chemicalz r in ur dildoz!!1 — by MP Bennett.

17
Dec
09

OH ASTON MARTIN NO!

(Don’t get the joke?  Click here.)

So, uh… what the fucking fuckery fuck, over?

(Image link goes to Jalopnik gallery.  If you, uh, care.  I’m not gonna judge.  Much.)

This is what happens when you let a DBR9 fuck a Smart fortwo.  I just… I… that is wrong.

The ever-wise editariat at Jalopnik points out that “[i]f Aston sells a couple thousand Cygnets, each emitting under 120g/km of CO2, that’s a hell of a reduction in its fleet emissions”, and I suppose that’s a good enough reason.  Hell, it’s better than the Detroit Three introducing sport-utility vehicles to the same purpose.  But… but…

Great shivery balls, Aston Martin, what the fuck is wrong with you?!

Colin Chapman (pbuh) has shown us the Way: it’s light, light, light, rear-wheel-drive, light, low centre of gravity, light, light, stiff in chassis, light, and somewhat lacking in extraneous mass.  (I’m just gonna ignore that whole de Dion axle thing.  Hey, he was designing a kit car.  I’ll also note that the Ford Fucking Mustang has yet to catch up in most every model.)  Aston Martin, for the love of low polar moments of inertia and all else that is holy, please give us a slightly downsized Vertigo Streiff with a Vantage grin, dimensioned to whatever gets you the mileage you want out of the engines you have.  You make sports cars, remember?

On the other hand, I now have a strangely compelling urge to take a Smart fortwo apart, weld in a rollcage, a proper fuel cell, and a Hayabusa motor, and somehow make it a track car.  It helps that I don’t have (a) a garage, (b) a welder, (c) a budget, or (d) a Smart fortwo, so I’m unlikely to actually embark upon this idiotic quest… but the seed has been planted.  And I only want to do it to embarrass the fuck out of this travesty of an automobile.

14
Dec
09

Bah! *munch, munch* Humbug!

If you’re looking for something seasonal to counteract the christmas wharrgarbls, you could do much worse than Roman Dirge’s heartwarmingly disturbing (or perhaps disturbingly heartwarming) It Ate Billy For Christmas.  Dirge’s writing style works much better for me in bite-sized pieces (such as the Lenore books) than in full-on wall-of-text story mode, but damned if he doesn’t do a good job of uncovering all the major tropes of childhood angst, bundling them up, and bringing them to a satisfying (and messy) conclusion.

Bonus points if you’re a Skinny Puppy fan and catch the little allusions thereto in the illustrations.

13
Dec
09

Doesn’t count

We are irritated to discover the minimalist negligence in this six-sentence story from the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation:

In Surrey, four men were stabbed in what RCMP said was a street fight that erupted before 10 p.m. Friday night in the 7600 block of Anvil Way.

A few hours later, Mounties in Burnaby were called to the Metrotown SkyTrain station, where two people were found with knife wounds.

So let’s put this in perspective: the CBC put as much reporting effort into a “click-chack” noise that might have been a shotgun a year and a half ago.  But, y’know, none of teh ebil gunz0rz!!!11one were involved this time, so those folks who got steel betwixt their organs aren’t hurt enough for Canadians to give a fuck.

10
Dec
09

Minimum wages and the evolution of labour

So I’m flipping through my blogroll and I come across this post, which impresses me enough that I open it in a new window to blog about it.

The gist of the post is that Target now does, with one employee and a robot, a job that once required two employees (herding carts — look, you should really go read the original).  Dr. Boudreaux pulls out the following nugget of wisdom, which is what I’d originally intended to blog about:

It’s especially important for those persons who support minimum-wage legislation to realize that employers can almost always, at the margin, substitute away from human labor and toward mechanized or electronic “labor” — that is, capital.  Mythical indeed is the notion that employers must hire a given, or minimum, number of low-skilled workers.  As the cost of hiring such workers rises, employers have greater incentives to substitute away from employing such workers.

In a mood for procrastination, I started skimming the comments, and holy shit man….

Sure beats the centipedes.  Click the image link, not “centipedes”.  Really.

Commenter “SheetWise” brings up the evolution of North American labour from a mostly agrarian to a mostly industrial work force, and from a mostly industrial to… what, the “knowledge economy”?  With our public schools?

The historical movement of agrarian workers from 90%+ to < 5% is interesting, the assimilation of workers by concentration of production is interesting, and the continuing employment of technology is interesting.

Where I personally have a problem wrapping my mind around the progress I’ve seen in the last forty years is knowing if there’s an end-game that’s workable.

Today, existing computers are increasingly responsible for the development of newer and better computers — robots are increasingly responsible for building better and better robots. While these processes require human interaction — human labor is increasingly becoming dispensable.

There is a part of me that sees continuation of this process leading to the ultimate end — minimal labor and maximum leisure. What could be better? Or worse.

Edit: What to do with the people?

This is related but not identical to Too Many Malthusians.  I expect that if you’d asked a farmhand in 1909 what he’d do if his job was replaced by a John Deere tractor attachment, he’d have had no idea — the option of, say, assembling V-8s for Chevrolet wouldn’t have occurred to him (not least because Chevrolet wasn’t around in 1909).  Increased mechanization eliminated some jobs, but the lower cost of the goods it produced made other jobs viable.

Human labour isn’t becoming dispensable — it’s shifting.  Fifty years ago, a semiconductor integrated circuit was an exciting laboratory toy.  Forty years ago, it was a specialized component of a missile guidance system — which means it was being manufactured rather than assembled in an experimental process.  Thirty years ago, it was a component of a general-purpose computer installation.  Twenty years ago, we stopped talking about integrated circuits as such — we instead spoke of their function in any number of devices.  ICs have gone from mysterious devices full of potential to mundane appliance components, and created a whole new class of jobs that didn’t exist in 1959.

“What to do with the people?” is, of course, a non-question: this isn’t a real-time strategy game where one’s computerized (see?  ICs again!) minions wait patiently for the player to build a farm or a factory.  It’s an admission of underdeveloped imagination and a fundamental lack of confidence in other people: “I can’t see, right now, how to solve the problem — therefore we need to think really hard about how to fix it.”  But if we increase the sophistication of robot-manufactured goods, more and more sophisticated products will become mass-producible.  (For example: Sous Vide machines, or iPhone/Android-class mobile devices.)  If we increase the sophistication of the manufacturing robots themselves, we give people the opportunity to build stuff in (and sell stuff from) a small shop that would once have required a huge staff and an enormous facility.  (Suppose, for example, that one of the drivetrain engineers on the late lamented Dodge Viper programme gets some CNC welding and pipe-bending rigs and starts churning out high-flow exhaust systems out of his garage comparable to the ones on the Viper GTS-R.)

Commenter johndewey puts it eloquently and concisely (emphasis added):

Machinery (technological progress) increases the real value of workers (increases their productivity), and employers can then hire more of them. That’s because there are always more value-producing opportunities available for workers as their productivity increases.

Minimum wage by itself does nothing to increase the real value – to increase the productivity – of workers. Some value-producing opportunities are not pursued because the price of low-skilled labor is artificially raised too high. That is, raised above the level at which the value-producing opportunity can produce value.

And commenter Economiser adds a heaping plate of perspective:

Imagine an average European in the year 1000 AD. That person working full-time has his “necessities” met, as far as he’s aware of them. A typical American in the year 2009 who wants that standard of living could work for probably 2 weeks out of the year and have the rest of his time devoted towards leisure. Of course, that person would be considered horribly poor by modern standards.

No one does this because innovation has made many items into “necessities” that were previously unavailable or unknown. And that trend will most likely continue. If we could flash forward 1000 years, we could probably buy a 2009 middle-class American lifestyle for virtually no labor, but we’d also be considered strikingly poor compared to society at the time.

The whole damn comment thread is worth reading.  Seriously, go over there.

09
Dec
09

What the throbbing blue-veined fuck?!

From Don Boudreaux (whose more work-safe title was “Words fail me” — not me, cousin; that advisory on the right is there for a reason) we discover this cataphract of intrusive legislator spooge, caught in mid-air as it’s flung across the country in the world’s most infectious pearl necklace:

Our fears are confirmed in the first sentence:

Dismissing complaints from some members that Congress had more pressing matters, a House subcommittee approved legislation Wednesday aimed at forcing college football to switch to a playoff system to determine its national champion.

Who’s the grasping fucking weasel who figures he can have his way with any institution in the goddamn country like Ted Kennedy with the first waitress he sees through bleary hungover eyes?

“We can walk across the street and chew gum at the same time,” said the subcommittee chairman, Illinois Democrat Bobby Rush, one of the bill’s co-sponsors. “We can do a number of things at the same time.”

Is that so?  How about “minding your own business” and “not violating your oath to the Constitution” — can you do both of those at the same time, Bobby?  You syphilitic spunk-nozzle, get your shit-stirring panel out of college sports most fucking pronto and hold a press conference to restore your honour the only way you’ve left open to yourself:

wharrgarbl.

Update: TJIC isn’t terribly pleased, either.  Calling out each congresscritter by name as a statist douche seems a bit redundant as he’d already written “Representative”, but his format responds better to searches on the scumbags’ names.

04
Dec
09

Oh, Canada

Every country contains stupid.  Here’s a couple of ours:

So the Dutch government wants to bring a bunch of bikes over to Vancouver for the 2010 Winter Games.  (We have plenty of our own, but that’s not important: this is a PR stunt.)  The plan is a bit self-righteous — cyclists are involved, so this is difficult to avoid — but generally pretty decent:

The [Dutch pavilion] staff could use the bikes to go to their hotels; and families of Dutch athletes and the public could hop on a bike to go from the hospitality centre to the Olympic speed-skating oval, located less than 10 minutes away.
After the Games, the bicycles would be donated to a local charity, [Dutch consul-general Hans] Driesser said.

But of course there’s a problem.  If you guessed “taxes”, come to the front to collect your gold star:

But the taxman has put the brakes on their plans, at least temporarily, by demanding import duties that may make the bicycle program too expensive, say consular officials from the Netherlands.  Dutch officials initially balked at the cost, which reflected a markup of more than a 100 per cent.

[...]

Dutch officials were told the tax could be avoided only if the bikes were sent back to the Netherlands after the Games, he said. Dutch officials were hoping that they could work out an exception to the import duties for the Olympics, he added.

You caught that “donated to charity” bit, right?  Well, in Canada, “charity” means “taxes”.

This is playground politics: the CRA’s throwing a hissy fit because one of the other neighbourhood kids is bringing a new toy to their sandbox.

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Next we discover the perils of Lego in Canada’s Most Humourless City:

(Hat tip: Unc)

So: Torontonian buys Lego Glock kit online.  Torontonian assembles said kit in his office.  Other Torontonian freaks out, fails to notice Lego pips atop the slide, and calls the police.  Toronto PD’s Emergency Task Force bounces Lego-Man off a few walls before discovering said Lego pips atop the slide.  And then, as the article says:

But even the police had to laugh at the fake weapon they eventually found. Bell was then released without charges.

Meanwhile, the sheepish neighbour appeared in the window holding up a message on Thursday: “Sorry,” he wrote. “It looked real.”

Well, you can’t be too careful these days, now can you?  Everybody peer into everyone else’s office; there may be black plastic bricks in there!

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Tune in after my paper deadline (this evening) for more “Holy shit I’ve got a paper deadline” (Wednesday next) content-light blogging!




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