No Sense of Humor?

Chris Dillow often fascinates when he writes in the area of personal response. This time he considers the rationale of why he is paid to Work, when he has already shown his willingness to blog for nothing. He comes up with variety of reasons, one being to entice him to concentrate on efforts where his Employer would enjoy his participation. I understand his belief in the disutility of Employment. I concur in this belief in the injustice of Employment, and as such, avoid it. There are hazards from this Conduct, though, as I often face; but the End-Result still pleases (the worst Work in the World must be that of Judge, with commitment to listening to lawyers for protracted Periods).

This Joke of the Day has appeal because it identifies the quantity of Operating Costs within any Production. A genuine section of nonmilitary types, especially of the Economist queue, would believe this Joke to be ludicrous. They have not yet grasped the Military Mentality. Military doctrine so often dictates sending untrained Personnel to dangerous locations, so the Military does not have to risk loss of Personnel who have been trained to handle such Risk situations. Economists cannot understand that the Joke is on them, and based upon their own defined principles. I am currently advocating another Insurance trend, and call for Soldiers with Combat Tours already served but with scheduled future Combat Tours, to be able to cash in their vested equity of their Insurance; to be spent before the condition of ‘Loss of Life’.

Tyler Cowen and the NYTimes find Historic cemeteries searching for patronage, both of the Living and Dead. I am not sure, but I think it may be kind of like the Save a Child program where a Contributor will get a picture of a nice tombstone, and possible description of the Deceased, for a monthly contribution. They also seem willing to give Contributors a good meal; I will not even made a rude, disgusting Joke as to the quality of the Meat. By the way, I have already bought a tombstone for myself, but am afraid to go to that cemetery now; totally afraid Someone has already inscribed a Date of Demise. lgl