/life/learning/Accept This Uncritically, Comrade
We make three simplifyting assumptions, none of which affects our conclusions.
How does economics get away with this kind of thing? "Please ignore the man behind the curtain, and also in a chapter we expect you to have forgotten that we asked you to ignore the man behind the curtain."
Also, I ran 8km today. Huzzah.
New Albums from the Gallery
/life/ireland/Dreams and Accidents
I've been running again lately (just three times, but that's enough to call me back on the trolly) -- I fell off with my January trip to California. It's had an immediate impact on my need for sleep; I woke up at 7:50 this morning without any prompting, and had been having the kind of strange memorable dreams that I have on Saturday mornings when I sleep in. (Does everyone get those?)
One of the dreams was about walking around my high school, looking for a course I was supposed to be taking (yes, a high school course.) I remember after graduating highschool (and again after university) I had a lot of dreams that they had realized I needed one more course...it was strange that this popped back into my head now. I think it's 'cause I just got my annual bonus (weird) and money makes me think about success and success makes me think about high school, and the various courses where we talked about such things.
On my way home last night, there was a care poised to pull out. I didn't think he would, since I was fully lit, but he did. No problem, he was being zippy enough that I could go behind him. So I don't slow down much, but then there's a car parked that had been hidden by his nose. There's too much traffic for me to pull around safely, so I clamp on my brakes and do a perfect lateral stop (i.e. my bike ended up sideways) gently into the back of the parked car. Its lights were off, and it was dark and rainy, so I thought no one was in the car. I hadn't done much damage (if any) so I was about to cycle of to chase down the fucker that cut in front of me. At least, I think that was my motive. It certainly wasn't hit-and-running but that's because I didn't really think about it as a hit.
Anyway, out pops this girl, and says "Hey mistah" in a characteristic North Dub accent. "Hello." "About to ride away, were ya?" "No," I lied lamely, obviously poised to cruise off. Anyway, I think she was expecting an Irish person, and was confused by my accent and politness. She took a look where I bumped, and I went on my way while she got back in her car in a huff. I got the sense she felt an opportunity for righteous indignation had gone unfulfilled. I hate it when that happens.
There's a ton of new photos up, from Paris and around Dublin and Canada. They're a bit out of order, but not too bad.
I've found myself a vermicomposter. I'm very excited. I hope it doesn't breach the "no pets" clause in my lease.
Oh right, speaking of new lease, I have a new flatmate. He's from Armagh (a county in the north), and seems to be a pretty sound guy. We both work a lot, and go out a lot, so we don't se much of each other.
Have I seen any good movies lately? Well, better than I expected.
/life/ireland/Economics is dumb.
Teacheth the 10th edition of "Microeconomics, 10th Canadian ed." by McConnell et al:
At a price of $2 for product B, the consumer represented by the data in the table maximizes utility by purchasing four units of product B. The decline in the price of product B to $1 upsets the consumer's initial utility-maximizing equilibrium. The consumer restores equilibrium by purchasing six rather than four units of product B.
I don't really understand how anyone can write that with a straight face. Maybe they didn't.
