Obliquely Intertwining Lives The Butterfly is Flapping Its Wings This is adapted from a post I left on Mike Waggoner's Facebook page. Mike was a musician, promoter, and manager of Cowtown Ballroom. I would not describe us as "close friends", but our lives were strangely connected in sometimes surprising ways -- through music. We were both guitar players in Greater Kansas City -- for the folks that always ask me, "Oh, Kansas City... Missouri or Kansas?" You know, to me and any other Kansas City farmed kids, that's just a nonsensical question. All of us considered the entire metro area our playground -- you could drive down the middle of State Line (a street), cross the center line, and your driver's side tires would be in one state, the passenger side tires, in another. The first that I recall meeting Mike was at the 1966 Overland Park Battle of the Bands. His band, "The Outcasts", was pitted against my group, "The Bitter Ends". The e...
I had just read an op-ed piece in the New York Times from John Tierney and sat down to ingest a small breakfast topped with this statement: “Hence his famous warning (Adam Smith’s) not to rely on the kindness of strangers outside your family: if you want bread, it's better to count on the baker's self-interest rather than his generosity.” If one accepts Webster’s definition of cynic, “…one who believes that human conduct is motivated wholly by self-interest”, then this is a purely cynical statement. However, this thought has become tantamount to an axiom of neo-conservative logic – once the conservative debater, masquerading as a libertarian, reduces the argument to this point, he cries, “QED” and the discussion ends, at least in their minds. Like many dangerous statements, the error of Smith’s admonition, propagated by Tierney, is subtle and elusive. Certainly, if not too much is put in this bucket, it will hold water. Let’s look at a simple thought experiment to see how the p...