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Libertarian Living: Move Your Money
Arianna Huffington has a web site called, Move Your Money, to get people to shift their money to smaller banks, something I´ve been advocating on this blog for a while.
“For starters, you could move your money to a small bank. To do so, click on the button that says Find A Bank. But there are dozens of other possibilities: You can get your friends or organizations to do the same. You can use your online social networks to help broadcast the idea. You can look into where your town government keeps its money and, if it uses a big bank, you could try to get it to use a smaller bank. Start your own website (to improve upon or replace this one), dive into the research about smaller banks, and help give rise to a bigger, broader effort.”
Weapon Of Resistance: The AK-47
C. J. Maloney in Lew Rockwell:
“Who says that God has no sense of humor, if a rather dark one, when He gives for us the ironic fact that of all the forms of political organization that humans herd themselves into there has been none more reactionary, bloodthirsty, or political than Stalinism, and that’s the one which gave us the cheap to produce, lethal, and amazingly low maintenance AK-47. Besides corpses and vodka, the AK-47 was the only thing communist Russia was ever able to mass-produce.
“A guerilla army in today’s world needs little more than an ample supply of AK-47s, something to believe in, and the support of those around them to be unconquerable. That’s all. And Mikhail Kalashnikov, God bless him, has put that ability in the hands of people from one end of the earth to the other.
“Alexander Hamilton wrote in The Federalist No. 29 that should the federal government ever turn despotic it “can never be formidable to the liberties of the people while there is a large body of citizens, little, if at all, inferior to them in discipline and the use of arms.” If every American family had an AK-47 hanging on the wall over the 46″ wide-screen plasma, that’d force enough to give any army pause.
“So next May Day, assuming you remember it at all, take a moment to honor the memory of the millions slaughtered over the lethally stupid idea of communism, but give a nod to God’s great mercy, to His mysterious way that willed that very same idea to birth the AK-47. It gave to the working masses the ability to defend themselves from the more virulent strain of politicians; it is the sword of the common man. Of all the firearms yet dreamed up by mankind, it is the automatic for the people.”
Libertarian Living: Expat Belonging
My first year as an expat. Come New Year and I will have done the necessary time outside the country.
I must say it´s a relief. At the best of times I never quite fit into America, although I think I fit in better there than I would ever have fit into India…but I´ll never know, since I left India as a student.
Honestly, I think I wouldn´t really fit into any country, except as an observer of sorts. A kind of partial citizen. That´s me. I spend a lot of my time alone, because people tire me out. Yet I like them around me anonymously…. preferably talking a language I don´t understand.
Loren Eisely, the anthropologist, once wrote somewhere in some essay of his that he liked spending time by himself in dark theaters (or was it bars?). I´m like that.
I like a seat in the corner of a crowded restaurant or lobby where I can watch people. The current of voices, as long as it doesn´t impinge too much on my thoughts, soothes me. A dark hum of water whirring around me. A kind of return to the womb.
Airport lounges…small coffee shops, one-star hotels with wooden cupboards that tilt precariously when you open them late at night…unfamiliar streets that open up suddenly as you turn a corner ..a grey sea… I feel at home around them. Anonymity seems to make my own self clearer to me. In a group of friends, on the other hand, I lose a sense of who I am.
People yearn to belong somewhere. I spend my time elaborating ways of not belonging. And when I begin to feel at home, it´s always a warning sign that soon, very soon, I will want to leave.
A Question for Off-Gridders
A reader asks a question about off-grid living:
“I read with abiding interest your article, “Getting off the Grid.” It
was a very nice piece. Presently, I am living in Madison, WI with my kids but I would like to lead my retired life in or near Abbottabad, Pakistan. In fact there is a nice village about 8 kilometers from there which at the end of the mountain (where it is located) it has water, electricity, and
gas. So can I rely on the city for providing me with these utilities on a continued basis or should I dig my own well and use UPS for power supplemental power supply, or maybe a gas generator or both? By the way, how much does a wind turbine cost?”
Khalid.
My Comment:
I’ll post any answers I come across, but meanwhile, feel free to chip in with any advice for reader Khalid..
A Libertarian Atlantis: Werner’s Stiefel’s Freeport at Sea
Thanks to a reader for bringing to my attention this piece by Spencer MacCallum – about the work of libertarian entrepreneur, scientist, and innovator, Werner Stiefel:
“Beginning with Atlantis, Werner’s [Werner Stiefel] goal had been to develop one or a series of freeports at sea that would function much like new countries. His approach had many practical features. Atlantis would start small and grow by increments. Rather than trying to attract a residential population, it would aim at businesses, starting with one of his own plants – Stiefel Laboratories. Businesses would bring their own personnel and their families, and these would require ancillary services, which services in turn would require personnel, and the residential population would grow naturally. This would enable the Atlantis community to develop without fanfare. Promotional advertising of casinos and other recreational amenities of tourism would not follow until much later. Until then, the fledgling community would keep its profile low, almost under the political radar screen. Werner’s approach was also non-ideological, as well. He aimed at attracting effective, entrepreneurial people in business and the professions without regard for their political persuasion or lifestyle.
The most imaginative aspect of Atlantis was that the provision of governmental services would be a business in and of itself, creating value in the competitive market and subsisting on the market revenues those values induced. There would be no need to appeal to philanthropy or to practice taxation. Because the provision of public goods would be a business, specifically that of a multi-tenant income property writ large, taxation of the residents would be intolerable, anathema to the enterprise because destructive of the values on which it depended.
From Werner’s Herculean effort came an intellectual construct that survived Atlantis. His constitution for a free community was a radical departure from all political constitutions.
The need for such a construct arose because Werner was treating his “Galt’s Gulch” as far more than a literary device. He had set about to apply it in the real world. Unlike Ayn Rand, therefore, he could not ignore the question of how it would be administered. There seemed no easy answer. By 1972, he had reached a low point and almost despaired of the project, agonizing over the question of how Atlantis could be administered as a community and yet its inhabitants remain free. What form of government should he choose? Surveying all of history, he found no form of government that would not be prone to repeating the same tired round of tyranny the world had known for thousands of years.
At that point, he came upon the ideas of my grandfather, Spencer Heath, and saw their relevance. Heath had pointed out an advantage in keeping the title to the land component of a real-estate development intact and parceling the land into its various lots by land-leasing rather than subdividing. This creates a concentrated entrepreneurial interest in the success of the development, enabling it to be administered as a long-term investment property for income rather than selling it off piecemeal for a one-time capital gain. Those holding the ground title have an incentive to supply public services and amenities to the place, creating an environment the market will find attractive. To the extent they do so, they can recover not only their costs but earn a profit to themselves and their investors. Heath forecast that in time whole communities would be managed on this nonpolitical basis. He saw this becoming the future norm for human settlements, each competing in the market for its clientele. Community services, he thought, would thus become a major new growth industry.
Heath’s ideas brought into focus a vast and virtually untapped body of empirical data from the field of commercial real estate, namely, the emergence of multi-tenant income properties such as shopping centers, hotels, office buildings, business parks, marinas, and combinations of these and other forms. What all of these have in common is that title to the land underlying a development is not fractionated by subdividing but is held intact. While buildings and other improvements on the land might be separately owned or not, the sites are leased. This preserves the concentrated entrepreneurial interest in the whole development that enabled it to be planned and built initially, and this concentration of interest permits it to be operated as a long-term investment for income. The result is very different from a subdivision, such as a condominium or other common-interest development, which is likely to be governed by a homeowners’ association. A subdivision is an aggregation of consumers looking to their own purposes and not in any sense a business enterprise serving customers in the competitive market.”
My Comment:
From this account, Stiefel comes off as a remarkable man, who rose above the loss of his soap manufacturing business in Nazi Germany to found Stiefel Laboratories in the US. In 2006, it was the largest privately-owned dermatological company in the world.
Some thoughts that occured to me as I read through this:
1. Would the community built up around the profit-seeking competitive enterprise that is the land-owning interest be sustainable from a cultural or social perspective?
2. I imagine that this community would look like Jamshedpur in India, where a large residential community has grown up around a productive enterprise, a state-run steel business. The city seems to provide better public services and be run better, on all counts, than comparable cities in India that are under municipal governments. In Jamshedpur, on the contrary, all attempts at imposing a municipal government, have been defeated by vigorous protests from the residents.
3. Jamshedpur is mostly ethnically Indian. And it’s mostly made up of Biharis, Bengalis and other ethnic groups from the north. (There is also a small but important population from South India). That leads me to wonder whether an entrepreneurial community (for want of a better term) that lacked a similar degree of cultural cohesion might fall apart..
People Leaving Florida and California..
When bad times came in earlier days, Americans were likely to up and leave town for greener pastures.
This time, they’re hunkering down. It’s the new depression mentality.
Those that are moving seem to be moving out of the two states that had the biggest booms in housing – Florida and California.The reason is clear. With the housing market in crisis, the economies of the two sunshine states have been hit proportionately hard.
CNN Money reports:
“The Florida economy is based on growth and home construction,” said Lang. With building projects dying on the vine, unemployment soared to 7.6% for the state in 2008. It’s now up to 10.7%.
The same job problems plague many California cities, especially Central Valley towns like Stockton, Fresno and Merced. Construction-related job losses helped send state unemployment to 8.7% by December 2008 from 5.9% a year earlier. Today, some cities report breathtakingly high unemployment rates: 30.2% in El Centro; 17.6% in Merced; and 17.2% in Yuba City.
So, if people aren’t heading for the good life in California and Florida, where are they going?
D.C., Alaska and Wyoming. (Seriously………To be fair, however, small populations in these places convert modest in-migration increases into large percentage gains. They’re each among the smallest states (or district) in the Union. That’s just the opposite of California and Florida where each percentage point represents hundreds of thousands of people….In terms of net migration — those moving in minus those leaving — Texas was the star performer in 2008, with the population growing by 140,000.”
My Comment:
I thought of Texas – way back in 2003. Houston or San Antonio, I thought. I liked the fact that Houston had a large Asian community and was reckoned one of the best places to begin a new business and one of the best places for immigrants. Property was also reasonably priced and the place had a healthy libertarian community. It’s reputed to be a safe, family-friendly city – and greener than you’d think. And there are all those jobs in the energy business.
But there are negatives. Both places are a long way off from anywhere else. In many ways, you’d be going to a new country. To get to any other city in Texas, let alone anywhere else, is a long haul. Houston’s roads are congested. The housing is largely modern – no old architecture. The weather is extremely hot and humid, and there’s hurricane season. I told a friend of mine he’d find me on a ranch, chewing baccy, spitting, and eying down rattlesnakes. I’d fit right in, I said. I probably would have. But I would have lost something in fitting in. In Uruguay, subtly, I feel I gain by fitting in.
And the prison system – not that I was planning on ending up in it – has serious problems. I am not sure it would have been the ideal place for a political blogger.
I still wonder about Texas and if I made a mistake coming here. My reasoning was that if I was going to uproot that much, I might as well go abroad, where I’d also have the advantage of being out of the country. But I admit to being conflicted about it all…still.
What made up my mind for me ultimately was the privacy issue. You can move to Texas, but you can’t move out of the way of the snoop state. And you can’t get away from litigators and stalkers…from enemies with their malevolence and the government with its benevolence….
Spring In the South
Spring is here. I walked the four miles or so to the Old Town (Ciudad Vieja) and renewed my visa. The office is at Misiones 1513, a few blocks from the sea. In Plaza Libertad there were people strolling around sight-seeing and buying food, though street food isn’t the way of life it is in India or Malaysia or Morocco.
Actually, you don’t need a visa with a US passport. But I was told I’d have to leave the country and reenter after 90 days, so I’d been planning on making the boat trip back to Buenos Aires. That would have been about $70. Fortunately, I googled and found that all you need to do is show up at Immigration and ask to extend your stay. That cost was roughly $15.
Moral of the story: Sometimes the information on the web is wrong and you need to talk to people to find out the real deal, Other times, people are repeating misinformation and you need to verify from the web.
The whole thing took about an hour, mainly because I had to go out and change money. The Uruguayan peso has strengthened a bit recently, trading at 21 and 22 (compra and venta). So I didn’t want to change any more than I absolutely had to. The man at the cambio seemed to understand my cheese-paring mentality. No problem, he said in good English, as I handed him a hundred. I’ll change twenty for you.
It’s what I like about people here. They seem to understand the notion of “making do.” It’s not a shame. In the US, at least until the market-crash wised people up, a lot of my friends would consider this unseemly haggling.
So far, things have turned out much as I expected, except for rent (higher than expected) and food (much higher than expected). The weather really is temperate. The environment really is pristine. The people really are easy-going. The roads really are safe and good. And it’s not crowded or scruffy or polluted or noisy, as parts of Buenos Aires are. (It’s also not as much of a party scene).
Electronics are expensive – but I expected that. Few places in the world are as cheap as the US for electronics.
My one gripe is keeping in touch with everyone. Skype is relatively inexpensive but the sound isn’t great. I keep calling landlines in the US and in India and getting all sorts of background noise and distractions. The connection disappears. And sometimes it takes ages to get through. If this is the replacement for telephones, I’m not impressed.
The Indian government and a number of private companies have got around to Latin America and are investing in land here. The idea is to produce food more cheaply than can be done in India, even after adding shipping costs.
So maybe Indian pensioners and retirees won’t have to spend their entire savings on food and water in the future, as I’ve been afraid they might.
Maybe also, India won’t be destabilized by the bombing in Afghanistan…
Maybe China and India will be able to see eye to eye on their riparian disagreements…maybe…
Maybe…
But I’m not holding my breath.
Libertarian Living: A Country Boy Can Survive
A Country Boy Can Survive
– Hank Williams Jr.
The preacher man says it’s the end of time
And the Mississippi River she’s a goin’ dry
The interest is up and the Stock Market’s down
And you only get mugged
If you go down town
I live back in the woods, you see
A woman and the kids, and the dogs and me
I got a shotgun rifle and a 4-wheel drive
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
I can plow a field all day long
I can catch catfish from dusk till dawn
We make our own whiskey and our own smoke too
Ain’t too many things these ole boys can’t do
We grow good ole tomatoes and homemade wine
And a country boy can survive
Country girl know how to fry..etc.
Theodore Roethke On Learning Where to Go
One of my favorite poems, and certainly my favorite American poet.
The Waking
– Theodore Roethke
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I have to go.
We think by feeling. What is there to know?
I hear my being dance from ear to ear.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Of those so close beside me, which are you?
God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there,
And learn by going where I have to go….
etc.