Let’s bring back “cash for clunkers”

I’ve got a great idea for a deficit reduction program.  It would work similarly to the “cash for clunkers” program.  Except this time instead of the government paying for your clunker vehicle, taxpayers could pay to have clunker politicians removed from office.  If given this opportunity I am quite confident we would have entirely new leadership and a budget surplus in next to no time.

A classic win-win, don’t ya think?

The idea came to me after reading this article in the WSJ:

Remember “cash for clunkers,” the program that subsidized Americans to the tune of nearly $3 billion to buy a new car and destroy an old one? Transportation Secretary Ray LaHood declared in August that, “This is the one stimulus program that seems to be working better than just about any other program.”

If that’s true, heaven help the other programs.

Cash for clunkers had two objectives: help the environment by increasing fuel efficiency, and boost car sales to help Detroit and the economy. It achieved neither. According to Hudson Institute economist Irwin Stelzer, at best “the reduction in gasoline consumption will cut our oil consumption by 0.2 percent per year, or less than a single day’s gasoline use.” Burton Abrams and George Parsons of the University of Delaware added up the total benefits from reduced gas consumption, environmental improvements and the benefit to car buyers and companies, minus the overall cost of cash for clunkers, and found a net cost of roughly $2,000 per vehicle. Rather than stimulating the economy, the program made the nation as a whole $1.4 billion poorer.

The basic fallacy of cash for clunkers is that you can somehow create wealth by destroying existing assets that are still productive, in this case cars that still work. Under the program, auto dealers were required to destroy the car engines of trade-ins with a sodium silicate solution, then smash them and send them to the junk yard. As the journalist Henry Hazlitt wrote in his classic, “Economics in One Lesson,” you can’t raise living standards by breaking windows so some people can get jobs repairing them.

The joke’s on us folks…

Pub Scrooge

Time for another “dart bars of Itaewon” review.  This week:  Pub Scrooge.

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The Pub is located in the alley behind Hamilton Hotel, across the street from 3 Alley Pub/Sam Ryan’s.

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I’ve not eaten here, but as you can see they have a nice menu.  This is basically your full service pub.  I guess its niche is they televise all those bizarre European/Aussie sports like soccer and Rugby.

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It sports 3 well lighted dart boards.

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A somewhat small bar…

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But more than ample table seating.

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And of course a regulation size pool table.

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And they have a rather impressive trophy case.  I assume Scrooge sponsors a rugby team or two in addition to their dart teams.

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Here’s the old Walrus keeping track of the score during our more than a little disappointing match against the Scrooge Dartoholics last night.

So, although I rarely frequent Pub Scrooge unless I’m playing darts I think it is a very pleasant environment; clean, modern, and comfortable.

But this is a dart bar review, so let’s talk about the play at Scrooge.  The boards we used were in good condition and the lighting is good.  The third board was in poor shape, but I expect they would put up a new should it be required for league or tournament play.

It gets a tad crowded with both boards in play, but its not really an issue, you just need to maintain situational awareness so you don’t bump a shooter.  What I didn’t like is the chalking (scoreboards) being BEHIND the oche.  Technically speaking, the shooter should be able to see the scoreboard at all times.  For this reason, most bars have the chalker set up next to the board.  Obviously, not room for that at Scrooge and I found myself constantly stepping off the line to check the board, which is at best an unnecessary distraction and at worst takes you out of your throwing rhythm.

The other thing I don’t like is that the wall on which the boards are mounted is not perpendicular–it slants about 5 degrees right to left.  Which means the oche line is slanted (as it must be).  Now, I guess if you played here on a regular basis you’d get used to it, but I found it somewhat disconcerting for most of the night as I lined up for my shots.

Therefore, although I find Scrooge a pleasant enough pub it is not amongst my favorite venues for darts.  Certainly fine for chucking darts with friends while quaffing some brews, but not great for competitive play.  I’m going to rate Pub Scrooge a B- overall.

And that’s all I have to say about that.

Bushwhacked

Dartoholics put an ass whuppin’ on us last night, 23-14.  We actually pretty much matched them mark for mark, but they were getting the the out dart and we were not.

Three of their four players are in the top ten and it was tough sledding in some of our matchups.  I had a pathetic 3-9 performance despite throwing some decent darts.  Oh yeah, those three guys are Korean and play the “point whether we need to or not” game.  They are pretty good at it too.  In one of the legs I played we both finished with over 600 points (I won).

Anyway, a disappointing night but I still like our chances in the playoffs…

That was weird

Apparently my blog was hanging up, at least for IE users (I recently switched to Firefox).  My last post was apparently the culprit, so I deleted it and things seem back to normal.  Or at least as normal as things get here at LTG.

Anyway, I’m off to the the Monday night league match against Dartohlics at Scrooge Pub. 

So, how’s that stimulus working out for you?

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Ok, so The One told us without the stimulus pork recovery plan unemployment would exceed 9%.  So, we spend billions on worthless projects and now have unemployment at 9.7%.  A truly scary number is that when you count folks who have taken part time work and those who have just given up, the rate is at 17%.   Well, Barry did promise us CHANGE, and we sure are getting it.  Let’s HOPE he doesn’t have any other tricks up his sleeve.

Er, well.  Then there’s this:

GM’s sales are down 45% from last September (when sales were already bad enough to drive the company into banrkuptcy). Chrysler is down 42%. Ford is only down 5%. Car buyers are clearly punishing the two bailout recipients brutally. Robert Farago of Truth About Cars–who has been right before–predicts that GM and Chrysler will both “go down by the end of next year” without a second, new federal bailout. The only question, he says, is whether the two manufacturers will need the cash before the 2010 midterm elections.

I’m really not all that surprised.  I for one would never purchase a vehicle from GM (government motors) and although I have been a near lifelong customer of Chrysler (Dodge trucks and Jeeps) I don’t think I could bring myself to buy a Fiat (whatever the name on the car).

Sad to say, but the country might be a helleva lot better off if little Barry would confine himself to Olympic bids.  At least there his failures only impact one city at a time.

God help us.

Comin’ apart at every nail

It’s always fascinating to me to read the viewpoints and observations of folks outside the USA on the sorry state of our nation and the apparent incompetence of our President.  Such is the case in an article entitled “Lament for a nation” by David Warren in The Ottawa Citizen.  Mr. Warren compares Obama to Gorbachev in presiding over the decline of the USA and the breakup of the Soviet Union.  I think that comparison is a bit strained, but I think it is hard to argue with this:

There is a corollary of this largely unspoken assumption: that no matter what you do to one part of a machine, the rest of the machine will continue to function normally.

A variant of this is the frequently expressed denial of the law of unintended consequences: the belief that, if the effect you intend is good, the actual effect must be similarly happy.

Very small children, the mad, and certain extinct primitive tribes, have shared in this belief system, but only the fully college-educated liberal has the vocabulary to make it sound plausible.

With an incredible rapidity, America’s status as the world’s pre-eminent superpower is now passing away. This is a function both of the nearly systematic abandonment of U.S. interests and allies overseas, with metastasizing debt and bureaucracy on the home front.

And while I think the U.S. has the structural fortitude to survive the Obama presidency, it will be a much-diminished country that emerges from the “new physics” of hope and change.

Speaking of Canadians, lately this Neil Young song has been ringing in my ears:

Its awful hard to find a job
On one side the government, the other the mob
Hey, hey ain’t that right
The workin’ man’s in for a hell of a fight.

Oh, this country sure looks good to me
But these fences are comin’ apart at every nail.

Way up on the old dew line
Some of the boys were feelin’ fine
A big light flashed across the sky
But somethin’ else went slippin’ by
Meanwhile at the Pentagon
The brass was a wonderin’ what went wrong.

Oh, this country sure looks good to me
But these fences are comin’ apart at every nail.

Hey hey, ain’t that right
The workin’ man’s in for a hell of a fight.

Oh, this country sure looks good to me
But these fences are comin’ apart at every nail.

Healthcare debate distilled

Commenter Kevin recently posted a video on Facebook in which our friends in Hollywood (you know, those folks who also support child rape) really explained why those of us opposed to Obamacare are ignorant of what the debate is all about.  You know, that corporate greed thing.  In an effort to be evenhanded I will share it with my faithful LTG readers.

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As they say, every coin has two sides.  So, here are some “real” people responding:

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Ok, now we can all choose sides.

Feels like 1776 again

You know, there is nothing much to be said about the media frenzy over the Polanski arrest.  That the Hollywood elites would come to the defense of a child rapist is sadly not too surprising.  What has been gratifying is that they are being called out for it, even amongst their liberal counterparts.  Isn’t it great that libs and conservatives can find common ground on this issue?

But what prompted me to post on this disgusting matter was this report from France.  It seems that the “regular” folks there are not pleased that their intellectual betters have offered unqualified support for a man who drugged and then vaginally and anally raped a 13 year old girl.

Marie-Louise Fort, a French lawmaker in the Assembly who has sponsored anti-incest legislation, said in an interview that she was shocked that Mr. Polanski was attracting support from the political and artistic elite. “I don’t believe that public opinion is spontaneously supporting Mr. Polanski at all,” she said. “I believe that there is a distinction between the mediagenic class of artists and ordinary citizens that have a vision that is more simple.”

The mood was even more hostile in blogs and e-mails to newspapers and news magazines. Of the 30,000 participants in an online poll by the French daily Le Figaro, more than 70 percent said Mr. Polanski, 76, should face justice. And in the magazine Le Point, more than 400 letter writers were almost universal in their disdain for Mr. Polanski.

That contempt was not only directed at Mr. Polanski, but at the French class of celebrities — nicknamed Les People — who are part of Mr. Polanski’s rarefied Parisian world. Letter writers to Le Point scorned Les People as the “crypto-intelligentsia of our country” who deliver “eloquent phrases that defy common sense.”

You know, it is refreshing to see everyday American and French people on the same page.  It’s been a long time since that happened*.

Oh, and for the record, Polanski was 44 years old when he raped the girl, so it was not some “youthful indescretion”.

*I am aware that France to did not formally join with the Continentals until 1778 after the American success at Saratoga.  However, France was secretly supporting the revolutionaries even before war actually broke out.  That they did so more from hatred of the British than love of our cause is irrelevant to my point about my new found respect for the French.  Wow.  Respect for the French.  Who would have believed I’d ever type those words?