I’m more phlegmatic this week than usual, har har.

words fail me. (cited here almost five months ago)

One of the sickening things about this war is watching people who used to call themselves libertarians go out of their way to sweep state abuses under a rug of narrow legalism. The latest example to get my attention is Eric Raymond’s defense of the practice of disappearing those designated as enemies.

City Journal Autumn 2002 | The Starving Criminal by Theodore Dalrymple

It is the breakdown of the family structure – a breakdown so complete that mothers do not consider it part of their duty to feed their own children once they have reached the age at which they can forage for themselves in a refrigerator – that promotes modern malnutrition in Britain. Such malnutrition, according to the public health establishment, now affects millions of British households. And it is hardly surprising if young people who have not learned to socialize within the walls of their own homes, who have not learned even the minimal social disciplines required by people who eat together, should be completely antisocial in other respects.

One of the things British prisons could usefully do, therefore, but do not even attempt, is to teach young men how to eat in a social fashion. Instead, they reinforce the pattern of solipsistic consumption by making prisoners take their food back to their cells, where they eat it in the same solitary and furtive fashion as they masturbate.

British prisons don’t have communal dining rooms? I wonder how long that’s been going on.

Further on in the same essay:

I had, in the course of my medical duties, visited many homes in the area. The only homes in which there were ever any signs of genuine cookery and of eating as a social activity, where families discussed the topics of daily life and affirmed their bonds to one another, were those of the Indian immigrants. In white and black homes, cookery meant (at its best) re-heating in a microwave oven, and there was no table round which people could sit together to eat the re-heated food. Meals here were solitary, poor, nasty, British, and short.

Ha!

Pillow has a new trick: when he wants me to play with him, he approaches my chair and taps at my waist or elbow.

A bit of laser-chasing satisfies him for a little while.

Everyone’s doing it, and now David Friedman is doing it.

What’s wild is that my bookmark chooser showed me his home page, with a prominent link to “My New Blog”, about eleven hours after his first post.

Is education a public good? Does someone else’s learning algebra or Shakespeare make you better off? Well, there are network externalities — in reading this you benefit not only from my learning but from that of anyone from whom I’ve learned. But I would guess that most of the benefit of learning goes to the learner, in enhanced earning power and in the ability to enjoy thoughts not available to the ignorant. (I’ve seen that stated as unsupported fact, somewhere or other.)

The question has many aspects, not all readily quantifiable, but at least it appears that spending on schooling is not correlated with economic health.