Mohammed Anwar

Did you, folks, hear about the Pakistani immigrant murdered by two teenage girls in DC? The poor guy, 66 years old, was trying to eke out a living driving for Uber Eats. The murderers are 13 and 15. Children.

What a terrible story.

British and Continental Law

I read a fascinating description of the differences between the continental and British law. In continental mentality, laws exist to give and guarantee your rights. In British law, laws exist to curtail your rights because rights are something you are endowed with by virtue of existing. Other humans can’t give you rights. They can only abridge them for purposes of more comfortable coexistence.

And this, which I really love. In British law, the meaning of a statute is defined by the words it uses. In continental law, the meaning is defined by the purpose the statute is used for at any given time.

This is from Frederick Lawton, Lord Justice of Appeal in the 1970s. Obviously, today’s Britain is nothing like Lawton’s Britain. Freedom-loving Brits have gone extinct.

Something Bigger

Back in Ukraine, when severe drug addiction was new, a narcologist spoke on TV and said, “you can’t cure drug addiction unless you recognize that drugs give intense pleasure.”

Everybody was shocked. How can he? What an evil thing to say!

But it’s true. And it’s the same with neoliberalism. It has big defects but it also brings enormous advantages.

It’s the same with surveillance capitalism. People trade their humanity for something they value more.

And it’s the same with lockdowns.

This is why describing the negatives is a waste of time. Drug addicts know they are killing themselves. Lockdowners and screen-lovers know they are torturing children. But they don’t care. They are getting something bigger than this.

Age Benefits

Age has enormous benefits. I recently had the most embarrassing experience of my life that took place in front of a large group of people I see every day. And I feel nothing. In my twenties, I’d be suicidal over something like this. And now my reaction is, “oh, well. Whatever.”

I don’t even remember what it feels like to care what people think of me. I remembered it mattered enormously. But it was so long ago.