Here's my token annual post . . .
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I envy people who can text and tweet and Facebook and blog on top of everything else in their lives. I can't.
I can't even manage to get one cotton-picking thing accomplished when I'm not doing any of that stuff, so I
really envy—but just short of respect—people who can do all that. Oh, well. Just add that to the long and
interesting list of defects that God chose to equip me with.
Now, on to our story.
Here's a concept I began to formulate in my early teens: The law of counter-effects. At the time they were
talking about raising the minimum wage, I think it was from 1.65 to 1.75. At the time I had no clue, so I
shared the view of people who have never given the concept three seconds of thought. I thought it was great
that someone would guarantee a base wage. What could be wrong with that?
Then I saw someone on the news who was in the group who would be working for minimum wage. She said that she
was opposed to it . . . "What?" I thought. "She's opposed to making more money?" . . . because it would
prevent her from getting a job. Sure. The place she wanted to work would be forced to pay more for workers
which would prevent them from hiring people, namely her.
Now this gal was told to say this—she didn't come up with it on her own. The good guys were coaching her the
same way the bad guys coach people about how they should think ridiculous liberal things. But that doesn't
change the fact that it was true.
Now I share the view of anyone who has given this more than three minutes of honest thought. Obviously the
minimum wage law is a bad idea all around. It's simply a violation of the free market and anything that
fundamentally violates the free market is ultimately bad for the economy. (Please don't extrapolate that to the
ridiculous and think that I'm opposed to any kind of controls. The fact that a guy doesn't like prudish girls
doesn't mean he likes sluts.)
It just made me think of things differently.
And that's the point of this blog. Sometimes the things you're trying to do (or pretending to try to do)
have an effect opposite to your stated goal.
This is different from the law of unexpected consequences (ADD Moment theme music . . . )
Some people pretend to advocate for the rights of certain groups . . . say renters for example. Over the
years they have made it more and more difficult to get a renter out, this in the name of protecting the rights
of renters.
My close personal friend is in the process of evicting a renter. He's early in the process. So far he's asked
her to please move out, sent her two letters saying that she needs to move out, served her with an eviction
notice, and filed the case with the circuit court. At this moment someone from the Sheriff's office may be at
her door (his door!) with the summons listening to her son tell him that she just barely left with his aunt.
What I'm saying is that he's fairly early in the process and hasn't gotten to the part that this blog is about.
So he doesn't yet know if it's the nightmare that he's heard about.
But here's the deal: My close personal friend is considering never renting out that house again. Anyone needing
a place to live now has one fewer dwelling to choose from. If he does rent it he's going to be much, much
tougher on the renter, charging higher rent, higher late fees and more security deposits. And he can't
possibly be alone in his thinking. Landlords everywhere are requiring bigger and bigger security deposits
and doing whatever they can to stick it to renters because people pretending advocate for renters "rights"
have stuck it to them, giving scumbags the right to squat in property they don't own and aren't willing to
pay to live in.
Next week: How screwed up is it that people who haven't done anything wrong have to suffer for the scumbuckets
that do?
Please help me understand. You own a home. You put in all the work to arrange the purchase, find a down payment,
and arrange financing. You make the payments and you're the one that takes the hit if something happens to that
home. Please explain to me why you are obligated to provide free housing for a stranger just because he's
planted his TV in your front room. Use complete sentences. Support your answer with quotes from famous people.
You have five minutes.
It's like the Dukes of Hazzard. If they can just make it to the first of the month, the equivalent of the county
line, without answering the door, they don't have to pay the rent.
On a completely unrelated topic . . . How pathetic do you have to be to say "Oh, that was, like, two months ago,
I'm sure I must have paid that – no, in fact, I know I did; I gave it to my son to give to you, and hand to God,
I swear I saw my son hand that envelope full of cash to your daughter"?
Answer: The same kind of low-life piece of trash waste of skin that hides in the bedroom and sends her little
kids out to lie for her.
On another completely unrelated topic . . . there are some real scumbags walking around on this planet.