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...am here to tap through the walls.



Fri Apr, 25 2008

That Quacking Sound

"MARKETS WORK. GO FIGURE: 'Businessweek reports that Americans appear to be burning less gasoline as a result of driving less.'"
Glenn Reynolds' item

Where's the ethics in this? Where's the politics? I don't know why people keep referring to what's going on with energy as a "market" while it's stepped on by government every mile of the way from the field to your tank, and from the generator to your AC outlets, ad infinitum. And it's supposed to be evidence of markets working because people are being priced out of what's being called a "market"... almost as if it's a good thing or something.

If The New York Times had run a Walter Duranty headline in 1931 that went, "Reports are that peasants appear to be consuming less wheat as a result of eating less," what might have Americans thought of it, or of an economy manifest so? What might have been the right thing to think of it?

My god, the lapse of ethics and politics in economics is just rotten. All over the place you'll see people equating the applications and results of force with voluntary exchanges of values, up and down long production chains from raw materials to finished products, with arbitrary coercive interventions everywhere along the way. I don't know why people don't or can't keep track of the crucial political difference between force and trade, but they just don't. I suppose it's because something useful to consumers is eventually squeezed out the ass-end of the thing after every government shark along the way has had its bite. "It's not capitalism, but it's got bits of capitalism shot through it." (paraphrase of my mate Jid's Brit-bit parody of a Python sketch) It kind of looks like what a market might do, and the CPU's are running on time, after all, so all that quacking out there must mean that this is The Genuine Duck.

Jesus.

Look: resistance to eating one's own children could be plotted along an elasticity curve, too. I can't imagine what's so fascinating about this sort of thing. It's a lot more important to me that Americans are less able to exploit this vital material of such energy density in order to conduct the productive daily lives that they would be able to without all these cramps all over it.

...and being called "markets", to boot. Could we at least not be poking sharp sticks in the body?

Is there no goddamned decency?

AxeBites

Various guitars I see floating by, mostly Gibson and mostly eBay.


Early Norlin ES-335 -- 1970, in Walnut ("ES-335TDW"). This is a period-piece look and feel, and arguably the sound as well but that's to cut things very finely. A "classic" 335 would be the original of 1958 in the Sunburst or Natural finish, or the Cherry Red of 1959; the Walnut of 1970 (second year of that finish offering) is not really a "classic" 335. In the history of the Gibson aesthetic, this is analogous to, say, vertically-striped polyester bell-bottoms or Bahama Blue shag carpeting. None of this is to say that they're not cool guitars, and this is a nice one. Excellent photographs.

Chrome hardware, featuring the trapeze tailpiece (like my L-47 and I've always liked it) and ABR-1 bridge with period-typical nylon saddles. Bound rosewood fretboard, with small block markers, and then the crown inlay at the machine head. These would be the T-top Humbuckers. Vintage Nazis would moan that the upper bouts are pointy (the body templates were wearing-out in the factory) and the fourteen-degree machine head with the volute signals a sometimes not-fun era of the line, but these things really do rock or moan or whatever you want a 335-type semi-hollow to do. ...which, of course, is because it really is a 335.


In the months since I've let AxeBites languish all to bleedin' hell, Gibson's Robot Guitar technology has sifted out to other models than the original Les Paul application. I don't know how it's going: I still haven't even seen one of these self-tuners. I don't see piles of them burning on the sides of the highway, nor reverent hangings in display cases over bars, so who knows? This 2008 Robot SG is ready to rock in the Metallic Red. Nickel hardware; it's the stoptail wired for data to send to the tuners, with dual Humbuckers. It's a bound rosewood fretboard, but I really like the single-bound machine head with the crown inlay. That's a real cool old-school look, right there, to set off that crazy-ass color. {nod}