







Suppose that, at a given moment, a certain number of people are engaged in the manufacture of pins. They make as many pins as the world needs, working (say) eight hours a day. Someone makes an invention by which the same number of men can make twice as many pins as before. But the world does not need twice as many pins: pins are already so cheap that hardly any more will be bought at a lower price. In a sensible world, everybody concerned in the manufacture of pins would take to working four hours instead of eight, and everything else would go on as before. But in the actual world this would be thought demoralizing. The men still work eight hours, there are too many pins, some employers go bankrupt, and half the men previously concerned in making pins are thrown out of work. There is, in the end, just as much leisure as on the other plan, but half the men are totally idle while half are still overworked. In this way, it is insured that the unavoidable leisure shall cause misery all round instead of being a universal source of happiness. Can anything more insane be imagined?
–Bertrand Russell, In Praise of Idleness


“For my friends, everything. For my enemies, the law.”


In that way, he’s being honest; he “feels badly,” because the mechanism by which he feels feelings is fucked up, so he is bad at feeling emotions.


W dodged those shoes like someone who’d had shoes thrown at them before.


Democratic leadership should call his bluff and pledge to work across the aisle to pay everyone $5000 even if they take control of the House and Senate.


Jim Gordon: What about escalation?
Batman: Escalation?
Jim Gordon: We start carrying semi-automatics, they buy automatics. We start wearing Kevlar, they buy armor piercing rounds.
Batman: And?
Jim Gordon: And, you’re wearing a mask. Jumping off rooftops.


Which would suggest that Trump’s actual mental decline is far worse than his public presentation implies.


Harrison Ford went on an intensive regime of exercise with a famous fitness trainer in order to get into peak physical condition for Temple of Doom:



US divided up into 50 approximately equal-population states:

Maybe keep the traditional state borders if you like, but divide up the Senate by those boundaries or something like them. Probably still vulnerable to a certain amount of gerrymandering, so that’s a concern, but almost certainly better than our current arrangement.


An economist visits a site where a canal is being dug. He asks the foreman why the workers are digging with shovels, when a diesel-powered excavator could do the work of a hundred men. The foreman explains that the canal is a jobs project.
The economist exclaims, “Why didn’t you say that it was a jobs project earlier?! These men should be digging with spoons!”


Mike Lindell the crack addict?