Sunday, 28 June 2009

  • What I've been reading

    I've been reading more than usual lately, thanks to my broken foot!

    1. The Myth of the Rational Voter: Why Democracies Choose Bad Policies, Bryan Caplan. Its thesis is compelling, but few of the policy recommendations are politically feasible. One lesson is that high voter turnout implies increased participation by uneducated and irrational voters. So I'm a new fan of voter apathy.

    2. The End of Poverty, Jeffrey Sachs. I've heard so many diverging opinions on the efficacy of foreign aid that I don't know how to evaluate his ideas -- except to say that he's more optimistic than any other expert that I know.

    3. Garlic and Sapphires, Ruth Reichl. The former NY Times restaurant critic chronicles her experiences eating while in disguise. This book made me hungry.

    4. The Price of Everything, Russ Roberts. This is a fun and surprisingly moving didactic novel. Its theme is spontaneous order -- the magical ability of the price system to coordinate the efforts of millions of strangers.

    5. The Unthinkable, Amanda Ripley. Full of gripping stories of plane crashes and natural disasters, this book persuaded me to pay attention to every flight's safety spiel and to count the number of rows to the emergency exits.

Thursday, 25 June 2009

  • Garment workers in Bangladesh

       Rich-world protesters... should support increased numbers of [sweatshop] jobs, albeit under safer working conditions, by protesting the trade protectionism in their own countries that keeps out garment exports from countries such as Bangladesh...
       On one visit to Bangladesh, I picked up an English-language morning newspaper, where I found an extensive insert of interviews with young women working in the garment sector. These stories were poignant, fascinating, and eye-opening. One by one, they recounted the arduous hours, the lack of labor rights, and the harassment. What was most striking and unexpected about the stories was the repeated affirmation that this work was the greatest opportunity that these women could ever have imagined, and that their employment had changed their lives for the better. [emphasis mine -- Mark]
       Nearly all of the women interviewed had grown up in the countryside, extraordinarily poor, illiterate, and unschooled, and vulnerable to chronic hunger and hardship in a domineering, patriarchal society. Had they (and their forebearers of the 1970s and 1980s) stayed in the villages, they would have been forced into a marriage arranged by their fathers, and by seventeen or eighteen, forced to conceive a child. Their trek to the cities to take jobs has given these young women a chance for personal liberation of unprecedented dimension and opportunity.
      The Bangladeshi women told how they were able to save some small surplus from their meager pay, manage their own income, have their own rooms, choose when and whom to date and marry, choose to have children when they felt ready, and use their savings to improve their living conditions and especially to go back to school to enhance their literacy and job-market skills. As hard as it is, this life is a step on the way to economic opportunity that was unimaginable in the countryside in generations past.
       Some rich-country protesters have argued that Dhaka's apparel firms should either pay far higher wage rates or be closed, but closing such factories as a result of wages forced above worker productivity would be little more than a ticket for these women back to rural misery... Virtually every poor country that has developed successfully has gone through these first stages of industrialization.

       That's Jeffrey Sachs writing in The End of Poverty. Those jobs seem abysmal to Americans, but they are a great hope for the citizens of poor countries, and I don't want to deny them that opportunity. I'd much rather see such factories succeed. They'll attract competition and their workers will acquire skills, driving up productivity and wages.
       Here's another problem with fair-trade agriculture: paying farmers above the market rate attracts people into farming rather than factories. And in the long term, agriculture will not be the way out of poverty for these countries. Economic development requires industrialization.

Thursday, 14 May 2009

  • Cold School

       Last weekend, I visited New York to attend my friend Jim's wedding. Jim and I attended the same Korean church when we were boys in Ohio, and he grew up to become a law professor. At the wedding reception, I was seated with some of Jim's NYC friends, and they asked to hear about Jim's childhood. A few days later, I recalled this story and emailed it to them.

       When Jim and I were in the fourth grade, our Sunday school teacher used a game to teach us about the Cold War. He divided our class into two countries. I was president of one country, and Jim was president of the other. The teacher gave each country an equal supply of nuclear missiles. After a round of negotiations, each country could either disarm or secretly build more missiles.
       At the end, the teacher would reveal the outcome. The country with more missiles would win. In the case of a nonzero tie, both countries would lose. But if both countries completely disarmed, then both would win.
       At the negotiation, Jim said, "I want us both to win, Mark. Let's disarm."
       I agreed, and after conferring with my team, I whispered disarmament orders to the teacher. Jim whispered to the teacher also.
       Then the teacher announced the result. "Country A has no missiles, and Country B built the maximum number. Country B wins!"
       Jim let out a loud burst of laughter. And I'll never forget what he said next: "Mark, how could you be so stupid?" I was so embarrassed.

       Sadly, Jim wasn't trying to be insulting -- he really was confused! But the story just goes to show the difference between a future lawyer and a future engineer.

Sunday, 19 April 2009

  • Religious differences

    On Monday, the day after Easter, I ran into a coworker in the break room. Joe is Jewish.

    Joe: Hey Mark, how was your Easter?
    Me: It was good. How is Passover going?
    Joe: Uh... it's going fine.
    (Joe drops a Pop-Tart into the trash.)
    Joe: I just realized that I can't eat this.

Tuesday, 14 April 2009

Saturday, 16 August 2008

Tuesday, 29 July 2008

  • Insight

       The New Yorker has a good article (see page 41) summarizing the latest research on insight: the sudden and complete flash of understanding that may arise when contemplating a problem.
       An excerpt:
    Many stimulants, like caffeine, Adderall, and Ritalin, are taken to increase focus -- one recent poll found that nearly twenty percent of scientists and researchers regularly took prescription drugs to "enhance concentration" -- but, accordingly to Jung-Beeman and Kounios, drugs may actually make insights less likely, by sharpening the spotlight of attention and discouraging mental rambles.  Concentration, it seems, comes with the hidden cost of diminished creativity.  "There's a good reason Google puts Ping-Pong tables in their headquarters," Kounios said.  "If you want to encourage insights, then you've got to also encourage people to relax."  Jung-Beeman's latest paper investigates why people who are in a good mood are so much better at solving insight puzzles.  (On average, they solve nearly twenty percent more C.R.A. problems.)
       The article also notes that insight is driven by right-brain activity and occurs when the left-brain is quiet.
       As a left-brainer, I'm disappointed by that last bit. But I'll relax.

Monday, 21 July 2008

  • Checkmate, part 2

    If you're not familiar with my mom's views on sankapul, please read "Checkmate, part 1." It will provide context for the conversation that follows.



    Longtime readers of my blog know that my mom is the funniest member of my family. Despite my best efforts, I have never been able to put one over on her.

    Recently, she made a random comment.

    Mom: Mark, your dad had thin hair when he got older, so I want you to be careful.
    Me: Um, what exactly am I supposed to do about it?
    Mom: (can't think of anything)
    Me: (thinking to myself) Yes, I finally win one!
    Mom: Get married before you go bald.
    Me: Crap.

    Later on, I repeated the conversation to a friend over IM.

    Friend: i don't think u have anything to worry about
    Me: lol thanks, very comforting
    Friend: you have LOTS of hair on your head
    Me: okay, okay
    Friend: you have PLENTY of hair for 2-3 people
    Me: is that a good thing?

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