Remembering one great Kiwi. On September 15, the Battle of Britain was won.
Some aviation eye candy.
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Remembering one great Kiwi. On September 15, the Battle of Britain was won. Some aviation eye candy. Google comes up with a great prize idea. “I would never, ever use violence against one of my own children. I usually find that waving the gun around works.” (A line I remember – I think accurately – from the glorious Lock N’ Load CD by Denis Leary). London is the most expensive place to eat out in the world, even more pricey than Tokyo (a city I really want to visit). Not very surprising, I guess. The sheer financial vibrancy of London fuels this, although it may lose some oomph if the problems in the global markets lead to some job cuts in the investment banking industry. The key thing I have learned is to be bloody careful about the wine. I find that even in a pricey restaurant, you can get away without paying a fortune so long as you go very easy on the booze. But as soon as you buy anything other than the cheapest plonk in the list, you might as well call in the receivers and sell the house. For this reason I rarely eat out in expensive places, unless it is a special occasion, or eat at my magnificent Tandoori restaurant in deepest Pimlico, which is right next door to my flat. Now that’s luxury for you. Recommendation: try this place out for a special night out. Great staff. The other day I encountered this argument, which I failed properly to swat away and as a result, got rather rude to my interlocutor and he went off in a huff (sorry about that mate). What he said that made me go red was this:
As I pointed out, this is what is called a straw man argument.. Such “arguments” hold up a false, or in some cases deliberately false and weak, version of a point of view that a person wants to knock down easily (hence the “straw” bit). So let us fisk it. First, I do not know any liberals or libertarians who argue that regulations are and always are a bad thing. Private sector bodies and voluntary associations of all kinds have them. A privately owned hospital, for instance, would regulate the behaviours of people who entered the premises. Why? Because that hospital would not want its reputation and bank account to be wrecked by outbreaks of disease, which lead to nasty insurance payouts. So it is in the self interest of said institutions to operate regulations, and more important perhaps, to be seen to do so. Another case is the London Stock Exchange. Long before modern financial regulators like the Financial Services Authority came along, the LSE was founded (back in the 18th Century, I think) and it had rules, albeit not always formal ones, but rules nonetheless (“my word is my bond”, etc). Trust is the key. And if you do not have trust, and have ways of enforcing said, then networks of commercial or other transactions do not work so well. So let us dispose of the canard that classical liberals are agin regulations. They are not. What we are against is one-size-fits-all regulations imposed heedlessly by the state. This is the crucial thing. Regulations, to be useful, need to be tried and tested, and if need be, discarded. State regulations tend not to be like that, but rather resemble clumps of ivy climbing up the side of a tree. They are much harder to reverse. Okay, so now we come to the idea that libertarians hate expensive lawsuits. I suppose it is true that we hate frivolous, massively costly lawsuits, by definition (and who does not, except lawyers?). But sometimes you need to have lawsuits because you will not always have perfect knowledge of the kind of problems that can arise. Take the example of the hospital again – its managers may not know about new diseases that can be transported into the building in unexpected ways. A lawsuit following a disaster may be the trigger for a new rule. In this sense, lawsuits, although unpleasant for those on the receiving end of them, act as a sort of discovery process about what sort of problems exist. Lawyers have their uses. In other words, this is quite a complicated argument. I just will not make the same mistake of trying to explain it after two beers and a 13-hour day at the office. I am glad to see that the current moral panic about Britons sliding into a Hogarthian nightmare of drunken idiocy has not put off these guys from selling sparkling wine – or champagne, maybe – for £5 a bottle. I am not sure whether it is going to taste as good as Krug, mind. And of course, with many so-called luxury goods, the business model gets ruined if the prices are cut so massively that the exclusivity is lost, and hence the cachet of buying X or Y in the first place. Would Ferraris, for example, be quite the same if they were as cheap as Fords? Even so, fair play to the businesses that bring us cheap goods. Globalisation – terrible, isn’t it? The next time the Russian airforce tries to test the UK air defences (which seem to be working fine), perhaps the boys in grey-blue should paint a big sign on the side of the Typhoon fighters saying this: “The way to Harvey Nichols’ jewellery department and Chelsea FC is that way, chaps”. Seriously, what the expletives deleted does Putin think he is trying to prove, exactly? It is not as if one of those “Bear” aircraft are state-of-the-art. Ironically, there has been a lot of criticism about the expense of the Eurofighter project – justifiably – but at least the RAF have a superb fighter. Let us hope they do not have to remind the Russians of what an outstanding force the RAF still is. I am not a great opera buff but I am very saddened to read about this news this morning. The man’s voice was simply amazing. Rest in peace. They keep on coming on, like a sort of rank of killer insects in one of those terrible B-movies. Here is the latest shaft of wisdom from the judiciary:
Marvellous. None of that “presumed innocent” namby-pamby nonsense.
Fairness? What about the state and its officials leaving the innocent alone and not demanding every greater controls over our lives? Has this judge read his Blackstone lately?
I agree. It is indefensible that such a person holds such office. Cleaning toilets might be more his line:
“For no other purpose”. Why, are there other purposes that the judge knows about? (Alert: if you are bored by sport or just want to read about politics and supposedly more serious stuff, scroll down). The England football team need to win their match this week’s match against Israel – yes – to qualify for the European Championship tournament next year. I guess it says something about the state of what is often regarded as the country’s national game that England are in this situation. But this week, I have tried to freeze out the dire state of our national game and have been reading a bit about a man from England’s glorious football past, both in terms of how he played the game, and the sort of person he was and still is. Bobby Charlton. It is a tired cliche, but they just don’t make em like that any more. His thoughts in his new autobiography about colleagues Denis Law and the late George Best are wonderful and in the case of Best, who was without doubt a sporting genius, very moving. This is the paragraph from the Times (of London) today about Gordon Brown’s plan to ‘shake up’ (whatever that means) UK politics:
The idea of co-opting opposition MPs – in order to neuter them and implicate them in government decisions – is the classic move of undermining the sharp and necessary disagreements that are a healthy part of parliamentary democracy. As for the citizens’ juries bit, I doubt Gordo has in mind the canton system of local referenda that the Swiss use (if only). After all, Brown is not keen on a “citizen’s jury” when it comes to the recent EU constitution, sorry, I meant treaty, is he? And it is only Monday. Being the free marketeer that I am, I accept the point that an item is worth what people are prepared to pay for it, not more, not less. But some sort of gremlin in me shouts “that’s bonkers!” when I see what people are prepared to shell out for a so-called work of art. The skull, encrusted in diamonds, sold for £50m by Damian Hirst had that little gremlin shouting again in my head. To think that some folk working deep under the earth’s crust dug out all those sparklers for this, when there are so many beautiful women out there who should be wearing things like these. Ok, rant over. |
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