"seriously its 2013" is probably my favorite way to round out an argument. why don’t we have pet dragons yet. seriously its 2013. where is my jetpack. seriously its 2013. why do we still deny basic human rights to a huge percentage of humanity based on some arbitrary system of exclusionary rules developed and preserved by gross old hetero white men the world over. seriously its 2013
apparently Jeff Miron is a Rawlsian when it comes to health care economics, which is hilarious. in class on Tuesday he was like, “If you go behind the veil of ignorance, then universal insurance makes a lot of sense!” and I was just sitting there like, “Um, Jeff, if you go behind the veil of ignorance, a LOT of things that you as a Libertarian probably don’t endorse in fact make quite a lot of sense.”
also my relationship with Miron is just hilarious in that (a) I see him at the gym pretty regularly and (b) I once sent him an e-mail, so now he knows my name, and he once basically cold-called me in class BY NAME, which does not happen in college lectures ever. as I once said on Facebook, at the end of this semester, I will be done with Economics 1010a forever, but Jeff Miron is going to recognize me at the gym for the rest of my Harvard career.
perhaps I should consider working out at a different time of day.
I think you're great, but your view of economics is so twisted, it makes me sick. This experiment with Keynesian economics and central planning has sent the country trillions of dollars into debt. And you think handouts will help this? People respond to incentives, so why would people contribute to society when they can get things for free? And the minimum wage? I hoped you'd be smart enough to realize how horrible it is for low-skilled workers.
It was nice to receive this ask because the rest of tumblr thinks I am such a proletariat-hating capitalist.
1. The question of whether a minimum wage is bad for low-skilled workers is far from settled, and anyone who claims that it is either unambiguously good or bad just hasn’t done much reading on the topic.
2. Why would people contribute to society when they can get things for free? Well, people are slightly more complicated than you’re giving them credit for, but no matter. Welfare is not a rational alternative to work in the United States or anywhere else in the industrialized world, and instituting a minimum income would not make it a rational alternative to work, because those checks would go to people who have jobs as well as those who don’t.
3. Just as a general point, I think there is a habit among a lot of people (myself included) to take one economics class in college and think that we are experts, but generally it’s better just to do some research and understand that even economists who do this stuff for a living disagree all the time. Economics is not a science like other sciences: No one is definitively right. (That said, Keynes came out of the Great Recession looking pretty damned good, even according to his detractors.)
You cut the cane at midnight, process it with a pure gold blade, soak it in holy water, tie it with the hair of a virgin, fine tune it with a shard of Excalibur and maybe, if you’re lucky, it will turn out mediocre.
Is it bad if the introduction to my 15-page paper is a page and a half long, or is that pretty standard? God, it’s been a while since I’ve written a normal research paper.
This is the current draft of my thesis sentence: “Something eloquent about how I’m going to use the history of unions to lay the framework for an argument that unions should not be allowed to collectively bargain for policy reform, because what idiot came up with that stupid fucking idea in the first place?”
Ran for 16 minutes today with pretty much no pain at all (except a little in my shins, but that doesn’t count), and then made it one more minute until I basically started limping and had to walk the rest of the way back to my dorm. It was kind of a slow run, but it’s also the longest I’ve gone without hurting anything since September, so I’ll take it.
"#I only reblog puns for Ryan" And he appreciates each and every... pun.
Oops, just realized I never responded to this. I think I was originally planning on using that list of puns I posted on your wall as a response because this made me think of the one about a guy who received a list of puns from a friend and hoped they would make him laugh, but no pun in ten did.
I thought today would suck. It took me about 15 minutes to get out of bed this morning, and then I did that workout I found over Thanksgiving, which felt good and woke me up a little, but not enough that I wouldn’t have preferred going back to bed to going to work.
I went to work for an hour and a half this morning and didn’t exactly have anything to do, so I fiddled around with my do-file and tried to incorporate some of the comments my supervisor had typed for me and managed to occupy myself for about 80% of the time—I did a fair amount of unnecessary e-mail checking and wandering around looking for my supervisor, who kept disappearing to different meetings.
After I left work, I picked up lunch and got on the T to go into Boston to play for an elementary and middle school chorus concert. I was early, so I got to stop on the way to the concert to watch some musicians from Nova Scotia perform in the street. Their music immediately made my day better, both because it was fun and because it was so unexpected.
The concert itself was also really enjoyable, because who doesn’t want to watch a bunch of second-graders sing Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer with choreography? It also ended earlier than I thought it would, and since I didn’t have anything to do except get back to work about an hour and a half later, I stopped for a cannoli on my way out of the North End, and then visited my state rep’s office before heading back to Cambridge.
It was the first time I’ve been back to my rep’s office since I worked there last summer, and I wasn’t sure how my visit would go over. While I did feel like I had built up a good relationship with the people I worked with, I’ve only been in touch with them twice since leaving the office, and one of those times was to ask for a recommendation letter. I shouldn’t have worried, though: they were happy to see me, and I had two really nice conversations with the staff members I worked with most closely. The trip brought back some nice memories from the internship, and also reminded me that it was while I was working at the State House that I first started thinking about the question that has become my potential thesis topic.
When I got back to work, there were things for me to do again, and I managed to have a conversation with my supervisor, who seemed really happy with what I’ve been doing with Stata. Granted, the data I’ve been working with is much cleaner than what I was practicing on over the summer, so that’s probably a lot of the reason behind my success, but I’m so happy that there’s this thing I just love doing that people will pay me to do. I worked half an hour late because I kept getting caught up in conversations with people, and because I just wanted to stay.
After work I sang a caroling gig and had dinner at the Faculty Club, and then finished my Ec 1010 pset in about 30 minutes, got a chair massage, and had a nice conversation with someone I want to make better friends with who was just as excited as I am about Boston’s relationship with Nova Scotia (which I maintain is the best thing ever).
Days like this are always wonderful, but it was especially lovely coming towards the end of what’s been a somewhat difficult week. Here’s to hoping I can keep some of the positivity going into finals.
And if getting an A or an A- is what it has taken to show me that my learning is being reflected and recognized in my work, and if that A or A- has helped me in the process of dissociating my personal worth and that of my intellect from a mark on my transcript, then yeah, I’ll go so far as to say thank you for that, Harvard. I can’t say I defend it, or that I think I’m describing a universal experience, or that I even consider whatever Harvard graders are doing to be “right”. I certainly don’t feel qualified to comment on it from any viewpoint other than my own. And within those parameters, all I’m actually saying is that in my individual, isolated, introspective understanding of whatever grade inflation may-or-may-not have occurred on my own transcript, I haven’t felt cheated by this system, I’ve only felt that I’ve grown from it.
This is a pretty close approximation of my views on the matter.
What do I do when I want to hang out with someone, but I’ve run out of specific excuses to hang out with them, and I don’t feel like I’m at the point at which I can just ask them to hang out for no reason?
there is sort of weirdly a post-it note on my desk right now that just has a bunch of names of ADHD medications written on it because I’m transcribing an interview about ADHD diagnosis and I don’t know how to spell the names of any of the drugs
Ordinarily when I get a free drink it’s because either my friend is working, my friend has told whoever’s ringing me up not to charge me, or I’ve gotten my 12 stars or whatever and have one of my “earned rewards.” I always have to pay for food when I get it regardless of whether my friend is working or not. Today my friend was working, but not working the register, and I didn’t hear her tell the guy who was working the register not to charge me for my drink, so either I just wasn’t paying attention or something very strange is going on because he only charged me $1.68 for a tall soy latte *and* a croissant, which is less than the price of the croissant alone.
I guess going to that Starbucks today was a good life choice.
oh also fun updates about my winter and spring break plans
I decided that it would probably be good for me to, at some point in life, stop just shuttling myself back and forth between my home and Cambridge and actually go to like, another state (or, god forbid, another country). So I’m spending about half of my winter break teaching public speaking at an afterschool enrichment program for middle schoolers in NYC, and over spring break I’m going to stay and possibly teach a little at the SEED school (a boarding charter school) in DC. And I’m really super excited for both of these things.