Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Muso Soseki, "People's Abuse"


People's Abuse

People's abuse
has melted what was golden
and it has gone from the world

Fortune and misfortune
both belong to the land
of dreams

Don't look back
to this world
your old hole in the cellar

From the beginning
the flying birds have left
no footprints on the blue sky

--Muso Soseki (In Stephen Addiss, Stanley Lombardo, and Judith Roitman, Zen Sourcebook, [Indianapolis: Hackett], pp. 182-183.)

Links

1. Reinhart-Rogoff controversy scorecard.

2. Competency-based education.

3. Atul Gawande on why Boston's hospitals were ready.

4. David Chan's 6,297 reviews of Chinese restaurants.

5. Mormon bishop fends off woman's attacker with a katana.

6. What is a terrorist?

7. "Sailor suit old man."


Daigu Ryokan


Sixty years have passed for this frail old monk
Living in a shrine hut, far from the world of men.
At the base of the mountain I'm nestled in during the evening rain;
The lamp flickers brightly in front of my old window.

--Daigu Ryokan. (In Stephen Addiss, Stanley Lombardo, and Judith Roitman, Zen Sourcebook [Indianapolis: Hackett, 2008], p. 259.)

Saturday, April 20, 2013

Links

1. Zizek on Rand and the financial crisis.

2. Fruit flies do better when fed organic fruit.

3. The market for cupcakes crumbles. 

Virgil Henry Storr, Enterprising Slaves and Master Pirates


I have been reading Virgil Henry Storr's Enterprising Slaves and Master Pirates: Understanding Economic Life in the Bahamas. Storr is an economist at George Mason University. His book is an economic history of the Bahamas, and is of interest both in terms of its content and its methodology.

Content-wise, the Bahamas are a fascinating case; for example, slavery in the Bahamas operated differently than in other places in the West Indies, due at least in part to the poor Bahamian soil, which prevented plantations from being as profitable as elsewhere. Bahamian slaves were permitted to work for themselves on Saturdays, to relieve their owners from having to feed and clothe them. This allowed (or forced) slaves to engage in farming and crafts for their own benefit, and they had the right to sell their labor to others (though, predictably, their owners still received a cut). Storr argues that the peculiarities of slavery in the Bahamas introduced a spirit of enterprise among Bahamians, which is still a part of the culture today. Storr also argues that the Bahamian culture and economy was influenced by piracy and other piracy-like practices over the centuries, including wrecking and salvaging, blockade-running during the U.S. Civil War and bootlegging during Prohibition, all of which played a salient role in the economic life of the islands. There is thus a connection between profit and plunder (or at least, illicit activity) in the Bahamian culture.

Methodology-wise, Storr's work is a fascinating synthesis of two different research programs: Max Weber's economic sociology and Austrian economics (i.e., Mises, Hayek, and so on) on the one hand, and cultural studies and theory more generally on the other hand. Perhaps the root of this synthesis is Max Weber's own economic approach to sociology, but the later Hayek also placed great emphasis on the role of culture in the development of economic institutions. In any case, Storr makes a powerful case for the view that economists should pay more attention to culture in order to understand how economic agents and whole economies actually function. If this puts pressure on the methodological individualism of classical and neo-classical economics, it also pressures cultural and critical theorists to pay more attention to economic factors when producing their analyses of cultural and historical factors. For instance, an understanding of slavery and its legacy in the Bahamas is incomplete without an analysis of the Bahamian plantation economy, including the farming and piecework practices of the slaves there. Storr's research program is probably just beginning, but I hope it has an influence both on economists and on cultural theorists.

Thursday, April 11, 2013

Touch


The ragged edge of loneliness, broken
By strangers’ gossip of sex and God.
Fertilized by dust spores of desire,
Womb’s fruit waxes tender, smooth
In the fullness of the day’s empty hours.

Sing in me, O muse,
The sound of an earthworm’s progress
The sight of a mosquito’s eye jelly
The taste of an oncoming storm
The touch of a mysterious stranger.

Tuesday, April 09, 2013

Invincible

The dead are mighty,
For only the living can be wounded:
Fingernails ripped off
Tongues stapled to a wall
Hearts attacked
Spirits sundered.

Wednesday, April 03, 2013

Kyong Ho


The moonlight of clear mind
Swallows the whole world;
When mind and light both go out
What is this?

--Death poem of Kyong Ho (1849-1912), Korean Son (Zen) Master.

Links


1.  Government-run raisin cartel.

2. Ghost marriages in China.

3. Global warming has "paused" but is not going away.

4. An evil Ranger?

Clifton's Cafeteria


Is it possible to eat mid-20th century style cafeteria food in downtown Los Angeles in the midst of kitschy decor inspired by the Santa Cruz region (and bearing an eerie resemblance to a live-action Yogi Bear set)?

Yes.

I ate their once, around a decade ago. A memorable experience, and I would go back (thought it's currently closed while undergoing restoration).