The Other Immigration

This is one of the more illuminating reports available at the moment. It is an important and easily digestible discussion of HNWI (high net worth individual) migration patterns in 2015. What qualifies for this threshold is always evolving with the FRB’s printing press, though by most definitions it applies to those with a seven-figure net…

From Brussels to Bangkok

Have you ever come to the impression that Muslims wouldn’t get along with a starving dog if they were wearing a steak suit? Only the grave seems to offer a peaceful respite from this tiresome tribe of ululating head-bowlers. There are exceptions to every stereotype, though it’s rational to suspect that any concentration of Allah’s…

The Devil Went Down to Georgia

Nearly all people are animated by some philosophical framework. Even those on the steep left slope of the bell curve view the world within some mental parameters. For many this being as fundamental as more gibs is more good. Though for those in the meat of the IQ distribution, finer points are often more compelling.…

Microsoft’s Tay of Pigs

I’m sure readers here enjoyed a hearty laugh at Microsoft’s aborted millennial AI chatbot, Tay. This corporate exercise was unceremoniously abandoned after the incipient entity failed to remain within modernity’s millimeter lanes of propriety with a series of comically indecorous tweets. That a billion dollar bank of servers and CPUs leaped the rails in less…

The High Cost of Lofty Values

I’ve written frequently on values and the vast reservoir of foolishness and sophistry that accumulates within the term. In many ways I think values represent the reinforcement a man uses to train his dog. It may not be in the dog’s interests to be castrated and spend life fetching rubber balls for another’s amusement, but…

A Backlash in Brussels

I recall reading once about a Civil War battle in which a massed Southern infantry assault was described. In it, the confederates faced such a dense enfilade of union grapeshot they were said to have marched hunched forward as if walking into a heavy rain. I always remembered that. Not so much for the misery…

Going Deep in Georgia

There are few more egregiously abusive political unions than the one between social conservatives and the merchant class. That the latter’s persistent contempt is returned only with stupefied reverence must be a matter of great jocularity around the board table. The quid-pro-quo between these unbalanced allies typically proceeding along the lines of The free market…

What is Brittle Breaks

Man’s behavior is a bouquet of fascinating coincidences. One of the more interesting of these is how moral imperatives so routinely blossom from self-interest. For instance, what’s best for me definitely resides at the apex of our values. In obvious contrast, those things which accrue to my detriment or disdain are…well, you know all the…

Son of Taco Bell

It would probably be sound speculation to wager most readers of this blog didn’t spend the day contemplating an autopsy of Marco Rubio’s political corpse. And neither much did I. Though an interminably reiterated piece of both his campaign and farewell address kept coming to mind. Did you know he was the son of immigrants?…

The Costs Never Accounted

Praise is carried lightest on another man’s back. We’ve probably all known the type who absorbed this maxim fully. People with the enviable talent of attracting profit as they shift the costs. People who luxuriate in plaudits for the toil of others. I recall a manager who would volunteer his already bedraggled team for various…