immigrant labor starts to leave your country.
Oh, wait!
Monday, April 09, 2012
Sunday, April 08, 2012
Trenton Oldfield
Just read and you'll find out he's a spoiled little upper-class brat crusader.
If you took me and multiplied it by a negative 1, you'd end up with this loser.
He even has that face he knows what he's doing. Ug.
If you took me and multiplied it by a negative 1, you'd end up with this loser.
He even has that face he knows what he's doing. Ug.
Waste Your Weekend
With Cappy Cap Linkage!
Video games or girls. A thoughtful analysis of a man's ROI.
Another PERFECT example of why capitalism will always be the best economic system. Of course socialists will complain this will put millions of sushi chefs out of business, ignoring the fact it will make sushi infinitely cheaper, thereby increasing standards of living of all people.
You mean Solyndra DIDN'T lower the unemployment rate?
The Most "Bad Ass" religions. I know if I would have enjoyed Sunday school a lot more if religion was more like this. hat tip
You can hire these fine upstanding graduates from Yale University (I think that's where Clarissa teachers). On related notes, Clarissa (who should be ignored because she only grew up under Soviet Russia) hits a triple and a in the park home run.
Video games or girls. A thoughtful analysis of a man's ROI.
Another PERFECT example of why capitalism will always be the best economic system. Of course socialists will complain this will put millions of sushi chefs out of business, ignoring the fact it will make sushi infinitely cheaper, thereby increasing standards of living of all people.
You mean Solyndra DIDN'T lower the unemployment rate?
The Most "Bad Ass" religions. I know if I would have enjoyed Sunday school a lot more if religion was more like this. hat tip
You can hire these fine upstanding graduates from Yale University (I think that's where Clarissa teachers). On related notes, Clarissa (who should be ignored because she only grew up under Soviet Russia) hits a triple and a in the park home run.
Texas Shucks Howdy!
Greetings Cappy Cappites!
Got my itinerary and I'll be in Dallas Sunday through Tuesday.
Nacogdoches from Tuesday to Wednesday
And then Abiline Wednesday through Thursday.
Weekend still up in the air, but if any of you are in town, shoot the ole Captain an e-mail.
No specifics on the speaking schedule though yet, will post as I get the info.
On a related note, things are looking up for some tornado chasing!
Got my itinerary and I'll be in Dallas Sunday through Tuesday.
Nacogdoches from Tuesday to Wednesday
And then Abiline Wednesday through Thursday.
Weekend still up in the air, but if any of you are in town, shoot the ole Captain an e-mail.
No specifics on the speaking schedule though yet, will post as I get the info.
On a related note, things are looking up for some tornado chasing!
Saturday, April 07, 2012
Bachelorhood Part 1
Bar a great and inconceivably statistically impossible-to-exist woman, a man's greatest years will be his bachelorhood years.
Art of Man starts out with a series we should all enjoy.
Art of Man starts out with a series we should all enjoy.
Rumpleminze and Flintstones Vitamins
I'm a bit upset.
And the reason I'm a bit upset is that for the past 19 years I have been living under a falsehood. A falsehood that has cost me greatly. A falsehood that has cost me economic utility. A falsehood that has LOWERED MY STANDARD OF LIVING FOR THE PAST 19 YEARS!
What is that falsehood, you ask?
That Flintstones vitamins cost more than regular vitamins because the makers of Flintstones vitamins know they can charge a premium for their vitamins because of the "Flintstones" branding.
So I go to Wal-Mart to restock on protein powder. Naturally I'm in the medicine/pharmacy section of Wal-Mart, and as people are wont to do they realize there are other things they need. I ran out of lycopene, I also needed more calcium pills, and then was kicking around this thing called "Liveraid" because as you know the Captain likes his Rumpie.
Sure enough, my eye looks at the Flintstones vitamins.
"Ho ho ho! Foolish advertisers. I know you're jacking up the price of those Flintstones vitamins just because it's the Flintstones."
But then I looked at the price.
For a 75 tablet bottle of Flintstones vitamins it was $5.98 at Wal-Mart.
For (my current vitamin) "Centrum Alpha Male Bad Boy Salsa Dancing Economist" (Centrum specializes their vitamins, you know) it was $9.98 for a 100 tablet bottle.
That means the Flintstones vitamins are only 7.97 per tablet,
While the "Centrum Alpha Male Bad Boy Salsa Dancing Economist" vitamins are 9.98 CENTS PER TABLET!
Why have I been not only overpaying for vitamins, but being denied the fun and pleasure of eating Flintstones vitamins!!!!
So you know what I did!
Damn right!
I bought a bottle and I ain't going back to bad boy alpha male Centrum! I'm a Flintstones Man now! I'm going to relive the 1980's and eat the Flintstones vitamins like they were candy! And, if you ever played this game with your siblings when you were younger, I'm going to re-institute the childhood game, "Who Can Eat the Most Vitamins and Have the Yellowist Pee Game" again.
I'm really enjoy the decline now baby!
And the reason I'm a bit upset is that for the past 19 years I have been living under a falsehood. A falsehood that has cost me greatly. A falsehood that has cost me economic utility. A falsehood that has LOWERED MY STANDARD OF LIVING FOR THE PAST 19 YEARS!
What is that falsehood, you ask?
That Flintstones vitamins cost more than regular vitamins because the makers of Flintstones vitamins know they can charge a premium for their vitamins because of the "Flintstones" branding.
So I go to Wal-Mart to restock on protein powder. Naturally I'm in the medicine/pharmacy section of Wal-Mart, and as people are wont to do they realize there are other things they need. I ran out of lycopene, I also needed more calcium pills, and then was kicking around this thing called "Liveraid" because as you know the Captain likes his Rumpie.
Sure enough, my eye looks at the Flintstones vitamins.
"Ho ho ho! Foolish advertisers. I know you're jacking up the price of those Flintstones vitamins just because it's the Flintstones."
But then I looked at the price.
For a 75 tablet bottle of Flintstones vitamins it was $5.98 at Wal-Mart.
For (my current vitamin) "Centrum Alpha Male Bad Boy Salsa Dancing Economist" (Centrum specializes their vitamins, you know) it was $9.98 for a 100 tablet bottle.
That means the Flintstones vitamins are only 7.97 per tablet,
While the "Centrum Alpha Male Bad Boy Salsa Dancing Economist" vitamins are 9.98 CENTS PER TABLET!
Why have I been not only overpaying for vitamins, but being denied the fun and pleasure of eating Flintstones vitamins!!!!
So you know what I did!
Damn right!
I bought a bottle and I ain't going back to bad boy alpha male Centrum! I'm a Flintstones Man now! I'm going to relive the 1980's and eat the Flintstones vitamins like they were candy! And, if you ever played this game with your siblings when you were younger, I'm going to re-institute the childhood game, "Who Can Eat the Most Vitamins and Have the Yellowist Pee Game" again.
I'm really enjoy the decline now baby!
Friday, April 06, 2012
The Captain Is Coming to Texas!
Good news everyone!
Your beloved Captain is heading to Texas for a book tour/seminar tour. CFACT will be highlighting my book and bringing me to various campuses throughout the state to help the little collegiate kinder choose the right degree and (frankly) realize just how screwed they really are.
I have yet to receive an itinerary about which specific schools, but the tour will last from April 9th to the 13th. I will post the details once I have them. I know we have some readers, lieutenants, men in the field, and a variety of economists in Texas, so please show up, it's always nice to meet you guys...and there may or may not be some flowage of RUMPIE!
Hope to see some of you there!
Cpt.
RooshV Bought Me a Bottle of Rumpie
RooshV, some of you may or may not know him, is part of the pick up sect of the Manosphere (language warning before you go to his site, complaints will be ignored if you are offended as you've been warned and you do have the freedom of choice). Book sales picked up when he read and reviewed my book on his forum. Sales jumped enough to buy me a LARGE bottle of Rumpleminze. So in addition to Glenn Reynold's AR 15, I now have a bottle of Rumpie to keep me warm at night (yes, I sleep with the scoped AR 15).
I'd like to tip my hat in mentioning Roosh is also an author with a series of books on game. Again, a warning they are crass, controversial, written for men and have raised the ire of feminists, but they are crass, controversial and written for MEN (though women would also benefit from his authorship). Visit Roosh if you have the time.
I'd like to tip my hat in mentioning Roosh is also an author with a series of books on game. Again, a warning they are crass, controversial, written for men and have raised the ire of feminists, but they are crass, controversial and written for MEN (though women would also benefit from his authorship). Visit Roosh if you have the time.
Historical GDP Per Capita
The primary measure of success in a country is its GDP per capita, or more specifically REAL GDP per capita. Many socialists like to frown upon this measure because in debasing the production of wealth they can more easily confiscate it, meanwhile fooling you into thinking "low carbon emissions" or scoring high on the "human development index" is somehow a better measure of standards of living.
It's been a while an in preparation for my week-long book tour/seminar I decided to update my charts with more recent data.
The chart shows what we already know, the US has not been advancing and has more or less been stagnant since 2006. 6 years later we're still not at our previous peak, lending credence to claims the US is suffering a "lost decade" much the same as Japan did (still is).
However, remember your lovable, charming, dashing and Cary-Grantish Captain is gifted with "Super-Awesome Economic Genius (TM)" and his little eye spied something that most people's wouldn't. So trained is my eye looking at charts for the past 20 years, I can almost visually detect integrals and derivatives in charts. This piqued my interest and so I calculated the 10 year trailing average growth rate of RGDP. In other words, what has been the long term growth rate in RGDP per capita, i.e.-our standards of living?
And BLAMO! (old batman style)
Look at that. It hasn't been as bad since the end of WWII (remember the data trails 10 years). And we don't even have the scaling down of a war to blame. Heck, we even got a Keynesian's dream come true in terms of the stimulus we just blew through, and we STILL are suffering the worst recorded collapse in standards of living (bar war time).
Well, hope and change kiddies. Hope and change.
Enjoy the decline!
It's been a while an in preparation for my week-long book tour/seminar I decided to update my charts with more recent data.
The chart shows what we already know, the US has not been advancing and has more or less been stagnant since 2006. 6 years later we're still not at our previous peak, lending credence to claims the US is suffering a "lost decade" much the same as Japan did (still is).
However, remember your lovable, charming, dashing and Cary-Grantish Captain is gifted with "Super-Awesome Economic Genius (TM)" and his little eye spied something that most people's wouldn't. So trained is my eye looking at charts for the past 20 years, I can almost visually detect integrals and derivatives in charts. This piqued my interest and so I calculated the 10 year trailing average growth rate of RGDP. In other words, what has been the long term growth rate in RGDP per capita, i.e.-our standards of living?
And BLAMO! (old batman style)
Look at that. It hasn't been as bad since the end of WWII (remember the data trails 10 years). And we don't even have the scaling down of a war to blame. Heck, we even got a Keynesian's dream come true in terms of the stimulus we just blew through, and we STILL are suffering the worst recorded collapse in standards of living (bar war time).
Well, hope and change kiddies. Hope and change.
Enjoy the decline!
Thursday, April 05, 2012
St. Leykis' Third Letter to the Ditzonians
Skip through up to the 29:55 mark. Then take down notes, specifically "how intelligent" some people really are AND where they get their preferred source for news.
WSJ Now Says Business Majors Worthless
What did I tell you about majoring in "business?"
Oh, that's right, I told you NOT TO DO IT.
The degree is worthless because every backwards-hat-wearing jock that dislikes math goes into it, and every cheerleader who dislikes math goes into the substudies of HR and "Marketing." The market itself is flooded with them and with corporations cutting out middle and lower management to the bone, all you'll be left with is a bone and a large tuition bill.
But don't believe me, believe the WSJ.
Oh, that's right, I told you NOT TO DO IT.
The degree is worthless because every backwards-hat-wearing jock that dislikes math goes into it, and every cheerleader who dislikes math goes into the substudies of HR and "Marketing." The market itself is flooded with them and with corporations cutting out middle and lower management to the bone, all you'll be left with is a bone and a large tuition bill.
But don't believe me, believe the WSJ.
Today's Word is "Fungible"
If we won't take that icky yucky gross Canadian oil, China sure as hell will.
Also, from our Canadian brothers and sisters.
Also, from our Canadian brothers and sisters.
Once There Was a Very Hot Economist...
who predicted things would get very bad.
Everybody mocked him, and some gray haired fools filed complaints with the HR department about him not being a team player.
But, in the end, things went to pot, and the Very Hot Economist (who was quite charming too by the way and sought after by many chicks) got to mock and ridicule the idiots who now had to live in the bed they made.
The Very Hot Economist (who was also quite the accomplished ballroom dancer) went on his merry way, working the minimal amount of work to support his hobbies. He saved nothing, fully banking on a crash of the US economic system, for which he was equally ridiculed and laughed at until it finally happened and his investments in silver, bullets, guns and Rumpie proved the Great Warren Buffett wrong as hordes of starving self-entitled youth ransacked his humble abode in Omaha.
The End
Everybody mocked him, and some gray haired fools filed complaints with the HR department about him not being a team player.
But, in the end, things went to pot, and the Very Hot Economist (who was quite charming too by the way and sought after by many chicks) got to mock and ridicule the idiots who now had to live in the bed they made.
The Very Hot Economist (who was also quite the accomplished ballroom dancer) went on his merry way, working the minimal amount of work to support his hobbies. He saved nothing, fully banking on a crash of the US economic system, for which he was equally ridiculed and laughed at until it finally happened and his investments in silver, bullets, guns and Rumpie proved the Great Warren Buffett wrong as hordes of starving self-entitled youth ransacked his humble abode in Omaha.
The End
I'm Not Late, I Just Didn't Show
I've avoided the Trayvon case because it's being hammered to death and covered thoroughly on both sides there's nothing really for me to add to it. However, I have not seen anything delve deeply into it enough to expose the sad exploitation of the kid's death and tie it to the ultimate or ulterior political motives behind that exploitation. Until now.
Strap in and pour yourself a martini. It's a bit long and deep and will be the only coverage I provide to the Trayvon Tragedy.
Strap in and pour yourself a martini. It's a bit long and deep and will be the only coverage I provide to the Trayvon Tragedy.
Wednesday, April 04, 2012
Divorce is Good for You
"There's no more passion, but now I need to go back to becoming more passionate with life and clothes and everything."
What do you say to that? Oh, wait, that's right. "For the Patron's Saint Name of Frick."
What do you say to that? Oh, wait, that's right. "For the Patron's Saint Name of Frick."
Tired Tuckered Rationalization Hamster
What was bad is now good!
What was ugly is now attractive!
What was false is now truth!
The wheels are about to fall off of this uber-rationalization hamster.
What was ugly is now attractive!
What was false is now truth!
The wheels are about to fall off of this uber-rationalization hamster.
Another Reason Not to Invest in Seattle
I never had any skin in the "public breastfeeding" debate, but when it came up one time at a bar with some friends, two female friends, BOTH conservative, were ADAMANT that they have the right to breast feed in public for everyone to see.
I said I wasn't "offended" as much as I found it gross and was repulsed by it.
This threw them into a tizzy.
I spent the remainder of the debate telling them it didn't matter how they felt, it wasn't going to change the fact I was viscerally repulsed by it and instinctively found it gross. But this distinction fell on deaf ears. Failing to listen and letting their emotions run rampant I was yelled at, lectured, called names. I tried multiple times to get emotion out of it and to make the distinction that I, as well as the majority of men, didn't have a choice in finding it gross, it was our natural reaction. I tried to convey to them that they could pass as many laws as they wanted, it still wouldn't change people's natural reaction to it. Of course I failed.
But there was something of an observation I had that was very interesting. One of the girls has been desperately trying to get her boyfriend to commit to her long term and propose. He was sitting right there next to her while she was going on about how they have a right to breastfeed in public and how dare men oppress them and their children and blah blah blah. And while she was going on you could see him shaking his head, looking at me as if to say,
"This girl just doesn't get it. She thinks I'm going to marry HER with this attitude and insanity? I'm bad or evil for being grossed out by public breastfeeding. Look at how she doesn't even factor in whether or not I approve. Look how she is incapable of thinking of other people. Good lord, and she wants to have kids! If we ever did have kids, I'd be thrown under the bus in half a second. The hell if I'm EVER going to pop the question to her!"
Which more or less was the nub of the point.
Lay down as many laws as you want, it isn't going to change people's natural reaction. Yell and scream and berate people all you want, it's not going to change their automated responses. What's ultimately bothering you isn't that there's not enough laws protecting rights or what have you, it's that you are angry that people find something you do disgusting and you (foolishly) think enacting laws will somehow FORCE people to not find it disgusting.
If that's the case, then make it illegal for men to find fat women unattractive. Or women to find short men unattractive. You can make all the laws in the world you want, and you can breastfeed in front of my face just for a power trip or out of spite (which I think is behind a lot of this anyway), you're still inconsiderate, you're still selfish, and I still find it disgusting.
So pass all the laws you want. Make employers flee the state. Selfishly force inconvenience and discomfort upon the public. And berate people for finding things disgusting. You'll simply drive people away from you because you're advertising quite loudly to the world:
"I'm the only one that matters and I value myself more than anybody else."
Because no matter what the official "law" says, society still holds you to a set of unspoken laws (people called these things "manners" or "decency" back in the olden days), and those aren't going away. Choose to obey or disregard them, you'll still be judged.
Post post - A duly noted distinction arising from the comments. I am talking about what would be considered "flagrant" breastfeeding. Not the "discrete" breastfeeding wherein the mother covers her baby with a towel, which I (and I would believe most other people) are fine with. I'm talking where I'm eating and I see a woman's breast at the dinner table.
I said I wasn't "offended" as much as I found it gross and was repulsed by it.
This threw them into a tizzy.
I spent the remainder of the debate telling them it didn't matter how they felt, it wasn't going to change the fact I was viscerally repulsed by it and instinctively found it gross. But this distinction fell on deaf ears. Failing to listen and letting their emotions run rampant I was yelled at, lectured, called names. I tried multiple times to get emotion out of it and to make the distinction that I, as well as the majority of men, didn't have a choice in finding it gross, it was our natural reaction. I tried to convey to them that they could pass as many laws as they wanted, it still wouldn't change people's natural reaction to it. Of course I failed.
But there was something of an observation I had that was very interesting. One of the girls has been desperately trying to get her boyfriend to commit to her long term and propose. He was sitting right there next to her while she was going on about how they have a right to breastfeed in public and how dare men oppress them and their children and blah blah blah. And while she was going on you could see him shaking his head, looking at me as if to say,
"This girl just doesn't get it. She thinks I'm going to marry HER with this attitude and insanity? I'm bad or evil for being grossed out by public breastfeeding. Look at how she doesn't even factor in whether or not I approve. Look how she is incapable of thinking of other people. Good lord, and she wants to have kids! If we ever did have kids, I'd be thrown under the bus in half a second. The hell if I'm EVER going to pop the question to her!"
Which more or less was the nub of the point.
Lay down as many laws as you want, it isn't going to change people's natural reaction. Yell and scream and berate people all you want, it's not going to change their automated responses. What's ultimately bothering you isn't that there's not enough laws protecting rights or what have you, it's that you are angry that people find something you do disgusting and you (foolishly) think enacting laws will somehow FORCE people to not find it disgusting.
If that's the case, then make it illegal for men to find fat women unattractive. Or women to find short men unattractive. You can make all the laws in the world you want, and you can breastfeed in front of my face just for a power trip or out of spite (which I think is behind a lot of this anyway), you're still inconsiderate, you're still selfish, and I still find it disgusting.
So pass all the laws you want. Make employers flee the state. Selfishly force inconvenience and discomfort upon the public. And berate people for finding things disgusting. You'll simply drive people away from you because you're advertising quite loudly to the world:
"I'm the only one that matters and I value myself more than anybody else."
Because no matter what the official "law" says, society still holds you to a set of unspoken laws (people called these things "manners" or "decency" back in the olden days), and those aren't going away. Choose to obey or disregard them, you'll still be judged.
Post post - A duly noted distinction arising from the comments. I am talking about what would be considered "flagrant" breastfeeding. Not the "discrete" breastfeeding wherein the mother covers her baby with a towel, which I (and I would believe most other people) are fine with. I'm talking where I'm eating and I see a woman's breast at the dinner table.
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