mos6507 wrote:I'd really like to know, in all these economic threads, what the posters here thinks could be achieved through any sort of policy change, and how long-lasting the gains would be in lieu of peak oil, global warming, and population overshoot.
mos6507 wrote:I think the threat here is that the loftier holistic ideas of ecology and limits to growth will be cast aside by everyone as their reptilian brain takes over.
W e threw the bodies after the car. Already another one was tooting. We shot it down with a volley where we stood. It made a drunken swerve and reeled on for a stretch: then turned over and lay gasping. One passenger was still sitting inside, but a pretty young girl got out uninjured, though she was white and trembling violently. We greeted her politely and offered our assistance. She was too much shaken to speak and stared at us for a while quite dazed.
"Well, first let us look after the old boy," said Gustav and turned to the occupant of the car who still clung to his seat behind the chauffeur. He was a gentleman with short grey hair. His intelligent, clear gray eyes were open, but he seemed to be seriously hurt; at least, blood flowed from his mouth and he held his neck askew and rigid.
"Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Gustav. We have taken the liberty of shooting your chauffeur. May we inquire whom we have the honor to address?"
The old man looked at us coolly and sadly out of his small gray eyes.
"I am Attorney-General Loering," he said slowly. "You have not only killed my poor chauffeur, but me too, I fancy. Why did you shoot on us?"
"For exceeding the speed limit."
"We were not traveling at more than normal speed."
"What was normal yesterday is no longer normal today, Mr. Attorney-General. We are of the opinion that whatever speed a motorcar travels is too great. We are destroying all cars and all other machines also."
"Your rifles too?"
"Their turn will come, granted we have the time. Presumably by tomorrow or the day after we shall all be done for. You know, of course, that this part of the world was shockingly overpopulated. Well, now we are going to let in a little air."
" Are you shooting everyone, without distinction?"
"Certainly. In many cases it may no doubt be a pity. I'm sorry, for example, about this charming young lady. Your daughter, I presume."
"No. She is my stenographer."
"So much the better. And now will you please get out, or let us carry you out, as the car is to be destroyed."
"I prefer to be destroyed with it."
"As you wish. But allow me to ask you one more question. You are a public prosecutor. I never could understand how a man could be a public prosecutor. You make your living by bringing other men, poor devils mostly, to trial and passing sentence on them. Isn't that so?"
"It is. I do my duty. It was my office. Exactly as it is the office of the hangman to hang those whom I condemn to death. You too have assumed a like office. You kill people also."
"Quite true. Only we do not kill from duty, but pleasure, or much more, rather, from displeasure and despair of the world. For this reason we find a certain amusement in killing people. Has it never amused you?"
"You bore me. Be so kind as to do your work. Since the conception of duty is unknown to you--"
He was silent and made a movement of his lips as though to spit. Only a little blood came, however, and clung to his chin.
"One moment!" said Gustav politely. "The conception of duty is certainly unknown to me--now. Formerly I had a great deal of official concern with it. I was a professor of theology. Besides that, I was a soldier and went through the war. What seemed to me to be duty and what the authorities and my superior officers from time to time enjoined upon me was not by any means good. I would rather have done the opposite. But granting that the conception of duty is no longer known to me, I still know the conception of guilt--perhaps they are the same thing. In so far as a mother bore me, I am guilty. I am condemned to live. I am obliged to belong to a state, to serve as a soldier, to kill and to pay taxes for armaments. And now at this moment the guilt of life has brought me once more to the necessity of killing the people as it did in the war. And this time I have no repugnance. I am resigned to the guilt. I have no objection to this stupid congested world going to bits. I am glad to help and glad to perish with it."
The public prosecutor made an effort to smile a little with his lips on which the blood had coagulated. He did not succeed very well, though the good intention was manifest.
"Good," said he. "So we are colleagues. Well, as such, please do your duty."
The pretty girl had meanwhile sat down by the side of the road and fainted.
At this moment there was again the tooting of a car coming down the road at full speed. We drew the girl a little to one side and, standing close against the cliff, let the approaching car run into the ruins of the other. The brakes were applied violently and the car reared up in the air. It came to a standstill undamaged. We seized our rifles and quickly had the newcomers covered.
"Get out!" commanded Gustav. "Hands up!"
Three men got out of the car and obediently held up their hands.
"Is anyone of you a doctor?" Gustav asked.
They shook their heads.
"Then be so good as to remove this gentleman. He is seriously hurt. Take him in your car to the nearest town. Forward, and get on with it."
The old gentleman was soon lying in the other car. Gustav gave the word and off they went.
The stenographer meanwhile had come to herself and had been watching these proceedings. I was glad we had made so fair a prize.
"Madam," said Gustav, "you have lost your employer. I hope you were not bound to the old gentleman by other ties. You are now in my service. So be our good comrade. So much for that; and now time presses. It will be uncomfortable here before long. Can you climb, Madam? Yes? Then go ahead and we'll help you up between us."
We all climbed up to our hut in the tree as fast as we could. The lady did not feel very well up there, but we gave her some brandy, and she was soon so much recovered that she was able to admire the wonderful view over lake and mountains and to tell us also that her name was Dora.
Immediately after this, there was another car below us. It steered carefully past the overturned one without stopping and then gathered speed.
"Poltroon!" laughed Gustav and shot the driver. The car zigzagged and dashing into the wall stove it in and hung suspended over the abyss.
"Dora," I said, "can you use firearms?"
She could not, but we taught her how to load. She was clumsy at first and hurt her finger and cried and wanted court-plaster. But Gustav told her it was war and that she must show her courage. Then it went better.
"But what's going to become of us?" she asked.
"Don't know," said Gustav. "My friend Harry is fond of pretty girls. He'll look after you."
"But the police and the soldiers will come and kill us."
"There aren't any police and such like any more. We can choose, Dora. Either we stay quietly up here and shoot down every car that tries to pass, or else we can take a car and drive off in it and let others shoot at us. It's all the same which side we take. I'm for staying here."
And now there was the loud tooting of another car beneath us. It was soon accounted for and lay there wheels uppermost.
Gustav smiled. "Yes, there are indeed too many men in the world. In earlier days it wasn't so noticeable. But now that everyone wants air to breathe, and a car to drive as well, one does notice it. Of course, what we are doing isn't rational. It's childishness, just as war is childishness on a gigantic scale. In time, mankind will learn to keep its numbers in check by rational means. Meanwhile, we are meeting an intolerable situation in a rather irrational way. However, the principle's correct--we eliminate."
diemos wrote:The most useful thing that the gov could do would be to divert 10% of GDP to building out nuclear, wind, solar and a smart HVDC grid to move it around. Until we reached the point where we could replace all fossil fuel consumption.
Next would be to implement a one child policy. Or if that we're politically impossible, at least to rearrange all public assistance to discourage the production of children.
Next would be to sever all economic ties with the rest of the world and forbid immigration.
We currently produce 15% of our primary energy with existing hydro and nuclear plants. If we could get our population down to 15% of its current level they would be able to provide 100% of our energy needs. We would be set.
Pops wrote:I'm pretty fatalistic about public policy,
Pops wrote:Nearly everything talked about on this site is About to Happen! What we forget sometimes is that something else will happen before and something else will happen after - no matter what Happens.
Ludi wrote:I live in the country and I can do pretty much anything I want. I guess "the government" isn't out to get country people, just city people.
Sixstrings wrote:Well, it's always been the case that denser populations require more government. There are just all kinds of complicated issues and problems that crop up when people live in cities. If everyone lived in the boonies, you'd hardly need any government at all.
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