It’s Time To Send the H-1Bs Home

Think this, but more geek.

Think this, but more geek.

My apologies to some of my staunchest libertarian and an-cap friends, but I’m going to have to make a semi-heretical suggestion.

Ordinarily I’d advocate that the Federal Government get out of private business entirely (or disappear completely), and indeed, I’d love to see it do so. However, I’m going to suggest a fairly minor policy change that would instantly rebound the economy.

It’s an entirely practical, easily-implementable idea that’s of benefit to both politicians and voters. Both major parties could have something bi-partisan to do, if they were actually so inclined. It would cost them no votes.

If just one party did it, they could write their own ticket for the next decade.

The one, simple thing that would instantly turn the economy around is this:

Send the H-1B visa-holders home.

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An Open Letter To Mark Penn

Dear Mr. Penn:

Having recently watched a video of an MSNBC program on which you were a guest, I thought it might be helpful for you if I quoted the late Bill Hicks:

By the way, if anyone here is in marketing or advertising … kill yourself.  No joke here, really. Seriously: if you are, do.

No, really:  there’s no rationalization for what you do and you are Satan’s little helpers.

Kill yourself — seriously.  You are the ruiner of all things good.


Kill yourself.

I know you’re all waiting for a joke coming, but there’s no fucking joke coming.

You are Satan’s spawn.  You are filling the world with violent garbage.  You are fucked and you are fucking us.  Kill yourself. It is the only way to save your fucking soul.  Kill yourself.

I know all the Marketing people are going, “He’s doing a joke — ”

No, there’s no joke here whatsoever.

Suck a tail pipe, hang yourself, get a pistol — I don’t care how you do it, just rid the world of your evil fucking machinations.

I know what all the Marketing people are thinking right now:

“Oh, you know what Bill’s doing?  He’s going for that anti-marketing dollar.  That’s very smart.”

No, man, I’m not doing that, you evil scumbags!

“Oooooh, you know what bill’s doing now?  He’s going for that righteous indignation dollar.  That’s a big dollar — a lot of people are feeling that indignation.  We’ve done research — huge market.  He’s doing a good thing!”

Goddammit, I’m not doing that, you scumbags!  Quit putting a dollar sign on every fucking thing on this planet!

“Oooooh, the anger dollar!  Huge — huge in times of recession!  Bill’s very bright to do that!”

God, I’m caught in a fucking web!

“Oooooh, the trapped dollar!  Big dollar, huge dollar!  Look at our research:  we see that many feel trapped, and we play to them and separate them and — ”

I bet you sleep like fucking babies at night, don’t you?  You go home, the wife asks, “What’d you do today, honey?” and you say:

“Oh, we made arsenic a childhood food, now.  Good night!” and you sleep like fucking children, don’t you?

That fairly well sums up my attitude regarding you.  Anyone who can think up the notion that a terrorist bombing would be good for a President is … well, again I’ll simply point you back to Mr. Hicks’ comments on the subject, above.

Ordinarily, I’d sign an email with something like, “all the best” or “yours sincerely”, but since I clearly wish you nothing but the earliest possible grave that you can arrange for yourself, I’ll simply end with:

Make sure the garage door is closed,

Bill Stone

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It’s the Economy, Stupid!

Let It Fly!

This is what they thought happened.

Contrary to what the talking heads are saying this morning, and contrary to all the finger-pointing and scapegoating you’ll hear in weeks to come, it was not a tiny computer glitch that caused yesterday’s Dow drop of a thousand points.

I have worked in information technology for twenty years.  I spent the preceding fifteen as a hobbyist.  My father bought his first computer for business use in 1979, and from that point on, I never used a typewriter again.

I’ve taken care of these systems.  I was specifically in the banking industry for five years, taking care of banking computers, and occasionally did work for big financial companies.

It’s certainly true that every program has bugs, and that in some cases these bugs can cause costly errors. Financial systems are no exception — though there are both more and fewer safeguards that one might expect.

But a bug isn’t what happened yesterday.  What happened yesterday was psychological.

Ultimately, the problem is simple:  a century of collectivist government policy — worldwide — has finally come asking for the bill.

It’s just that simple.  For a hundred years or so, every single nation on Earth has engaged in collectivist economic practices.  The engine driving this foolishness was once the United States — an economic powerhouse itself driven by an intentional avoidance of collectivism.

However, beginning with Lincoln, massively accelerated under FDR, and finally realized under Reagan, collectivism became the official policy of the US Federal Government — and with its example, collectivism trickled into every other government.  Then to companies and even individuals who should have known better.

The economic powerhouse gutted itself from within.  Collectivist policy made innovation impossible unless you were a huge company that could pay government for exemptions.  The only area that escaped regulation is the only area to see innovation — and I’ll give you one look at whatever monitor you’re reading this on to figure out which area that was.

The US could only last so long on momentum from thirty years past.  The momentum has run out.  The US can no longer afford to pay for its own collectivist follies, much less those of the entire rest of the world.

Anyone with the slightest bit of sense can see this.  That certainly includes the big players on Wall Street, most of whom have a lot of sense or they wouldn’t be big players on Wall Street.

Those on Wall Street are totally aware that at any moment, now, the legal trickery that backs their fortunes is going to disappear out from under them.

No doubt they have plans in place to deal with that eventuality, which probably amounts to, “Sell everything I can before the market closes, and head for my mansion where I can pay people to guard me if I need to.”

What happened yesterday was that the people on Wall Street thought that this was probably it.  The big IT. They saw big selling happening and decided that the shit had hit the fan.

Then, just before the market would have been closed automatically due to volume of trading, they said, “Wait, is this really it?  What’s happening, exactly?”

It was decided that it could be milked a little longer, so naturally the market rebounded a bit.  It’s by no means over — though it could go relatively dormant again for a while.  Not long, a few months at best.

Understand that there was no secret cabal meetings.  What happened yesterday was just psychology in action:  individual Wall Street investors know things are about to go belly up, and they know what to do when it does.  They just jumped the gun a little yesterday.

As always, Gerald Celente is saying it best: