Showing posts with label Logics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Logics. Show all posts
I don't think Karl Marx is a loser.
i suppose the thoughts of an economist to be like an effort equivalent to putting together a jigsaw puzzle of a million pieces, but one thing separates them from the crowd is that they know that humanity is very much just like that million piece of truths that they spend their life searching but will never find, that in the end shape themselves into one large portrait, the history. that is why a good thing about being an economist is they will be fairly judged by the scholars for the thoughts, instead of the presumptions. but the downside is that some of them are being socially criticized as being frigid and immoral *DOTS* i guess, they missed one point, a very defining one, the ultimate economic statement, is that we're talking about how the world works, instead of how the world should work. argh, they're starting to mix up Alan Greenspan with Donald Trump already...
On Capitalism.
"The problem is that the dynamic that defines capitalism, that of unforgiving market competition, clashes with the human desire for stability and certainty."
-Alan Greenspan-
regarding the internet, i grew up being a devotee to a lot of Yahoo technologies, be it the mail hosting, the news, flickr, and a lot of monotonous nights you see me either in pool, or chess, yes they're hosted by yahoo. the perfect example of young entrepreneurs started from scratch, from zero to hero, in the shortest amount of time possible, that's the power of capitalism, but the downside is that even when you're at the top, there's no such thing for you to be called "up, stable and running." everyday your competitors are out to squash you and put you out of business, whether you're the boss of a burger stall, or you're Jerry Yang or Larry Page, yes, that's the downside of being in the world of capitalism, you're wary of your mortality. the recent years took over of the title of being crowned as the king of internet business, from yahoo to google, shows just that. thats what the world teaches you.
but i'm talking about a lesson regarding to capitalism in a typical economic class. unsurprisingly all would nail on the depredations of increased global trades, the exploitations of labor, the income inequality, instability of growth and businesses being doomed unethical. unless you're in america, or this particular economic mode would be less embraced.
someone shoot me an essay question few weeks ago pinpointing at the effects multinational cooperation have towards the local sector. its about the the economies of scales they're having, so to say, trashes the local sector's ability to compete. but here the problem is that, capitalism, despites the flourish of rewards, creates anxiety deep in us. if i happen to run a hamburger stall one day, i would hope that the next wannabe hamburger entrepreneur does it at least fifty miles away from me. but on the other hand, because i am the king of hamburger business in town, i have total monopolistic power over the consumers, too bad for hamburger fiends, i can charge highly a price i wan, its either you buy it or you leave it.
but what happen next is that in the world of capitalism, its not hard for competitors to enter and compete, if they're having a larger sum of capital, they open their stalls right beside mine, they're richer to afford two, or even three, frying pans so they could produce faster, compared to mine, of just one. and the larger sums enable them to price slash the burger from three bucks to just one. so what can i do next is i need to improve, on the quality of service, and chart out a better hamburger business plan. so to say i'm not very happy of all these incidents, but at the end, the hamburger owners and the consumers got better off. this is the dynamic that pushes capitalism. its an ambivalence love-hate relationship of being an all out businessman and a coward who subliminally prefers less competitions.
"what is the market? it is the law of the jungle, the law of nature, and what is civilization? it is the struggle against nature." says the french. the best example of a culture not buying the idea of capitalism, for civilization is still their main agenda. but the argument here is that, human nature clashes with civilization. it is a false imprint reality on the mind that they have forgotten the main objective of life is about survival, if one day we're gonna have a clash of civilization, you'll see that the most civilized peoples plot out murders just to bring bread to their families, they will kill and eat up human flesh when there's no food. it is the nature, and it is the platform that capitalism operates on.
-Alan Greenspan-
regarding the internet, i grew up being a devotee to a lot of Yahoo technologies, be it the mail hosting, the news, flickr, and a lot of monotonous nights you see me either in pool, or chess, yes they're hosted by yahoo. the perfect example of young entrepreneurs started from scratch, from zero to hero, in the shortest amount of time possible, that's the power of capitalism, but the downside is that even when you're at the top, there's no such thing for you to be called "up, stable and running." everyday your competitors are out to squash you and put you out of business, whether you're the boss of a burger stall, or you're Jerry Yang or Larry Page, yes, that's the downside of being in the world of capitalism, you're wary of your mortality. the recent years took over of the title of being crowned as the king of internet business, from yahoo to google, shows just that. thats what the world teaches you.
but i'm talking about a lesson regarding to capitalism in a typical economic class. unsurprisingly all would nail on the depredations of increased global trades, the exploitations of labor, the income inequality, instability of growth and businesses being doomed unethical. unless you're in america, or this particular economic mode would be less embraced.
someone shoot me an essay question few weeks ago pinpointing at the effects multinational cooperation have towards the local sector. its about the the economies of scales they're having, so to say, trashes the local sector's ability to compete. but here the problem is that, capitalism, despites the flourish of rewards, creates anxiety deep in us. if i happen to run a hamburger stall one day, i would hope that the next wannabe hamburger entrepreneur does it at least fifty miles away from me. but on the other hand, because i am the king of hamburger business in town, i have total monopolistic power over the consumers, too bad for hamburger fiends, i can charge highly a price i wan, its either you buy it or you leave it.
but what happen next is that in the world of capitalism, its not hard for competitors to enter and compete, if they're having a larger sum of capital, they open their stalls right beside mine, they're richer to afford two, or even three, frying pans so they could produce faster, compared to mine, of just one. and the larger sums enable them to price slash the burger from three bucks to just one. so what can i do next is i need to improve, on the quality of service, and chart out a better hamburger business plan. so to say i'm not very happy of all these incidents, but at the end, the hamburger owners and the consumers got better off. this is the dynamic that pushes capitalism. its an ambivalence love-hate relationship of being an all out businessman and a coward who subliminally prefers less competitions.
"what is the market? it is the law of the jungle, the law of nature, and what is civilization? it is the struggle against nature." says the french. the best example of a culture not buying the idea of capitalism, for civilization is still their main agenda. but the argument here is that, human nature clashes with civilization. it is a false imprint reality on the mind that they have forgotten the main objective of life is about survival, if one day we're gonna have a clash of civilization, you'll see that the most civilized peoples plot out murders just to bring bread to their families, they will kill and eat up human flesh when there's no food. it is the nature, and it is the platform that capitalism operates on.
The Fourth Year.
This blog was started back when I was seventeen, a time when I think that I should start a blog, because most of the peoples that i looked up to that time have one, also a time when having a blog feels like the coolest thing on earth for staying at the forefront of the internet revolution, all these before i realize how many of my age actually started writing earlier than me.
Most of whom I considered the local heroes left Ipoh by that time I started writing, the further ones went to Aussie, the even further ones Europe, the nearer ones KL, and to me a blog that time means tool for peoples to stay in touch. I remember I often quietly sneaked into them just to embrace myself with dreams hoping to leave this particular small town as soon as possible, I envied those who experienced the snow, the autumn leaves, avenues as long as you can imagine, flanked with huge trees of golden colours; densely populated commercial districts, high streets, rapid transits, skyscrapers engineered to the highest construction standard, and the skylines, yea the skylines. I was that kid, who thought that nobody would even bother to read my blog, I felt as if I don't have a niche to blog about, I was only a school kid in uniform after all.
As of this point, I flipped back through my earlier entries, read and compared them to the recent ones as if there were the writings of two utterly different persons, throughout this four years of writings Im still trying to improve on my muse, but I usually dont bother about the typo errors, and will leave them after a one time spell checking, I don't guarantee I write the best articles, I don't feel that my niche of writings attracts audience also, because no one bothers reading all these gibberishes, but I write with a heart, doesnt matter the audience, its like hearing yourself from an answering machine and realize you actually sounded like that.
It's the fourth year and going, on and off and I'm still writing, no longer in the small town of Ipoh, being hectic and its like suddenly I don't realize that I'm away from home for so long. And recently I stumbled upon an Ipoh blog, everything about the blog goes around the happenings of the small town, the feeling is like walking back into the secondary school during a sunday, seeing every thing in a monochrome coloured feel, and suddenly wondered how much I've missed the quieter, soul soothing side of life already, and when I thought of how much I once embraced the city skyline and the transits, I find that I'm sleeping through most of the train rides already.
Most of whom I considered the local heroes left Ipoh by that time I started writing, the further ones went to Aussie, the even further ones Europe, the nearer ones KL, and to me a blog that time means tool for peoples to stay in touch. I remember I often quietly sneaked into them just to embrace myself with dreams hoping to leave this particular small town as soon as possible, I envied those who experienced the snow, the autumn leaves, avenues as long as you can imagine, flanked with huge trees of golden colours; densely populated commercial districts, high streets, rapid transits, skyscrapers engineered to the highest construction standard, and the skylines, yea the skylines. I was that kid, who thought that nobody would even bother to read my blog, I felt as if I don't have a niche to blog about, I was only a school kid in uniform after all.
As of this point, I flipped back through my earlier entries, read and compared them to the recent ones as if there were the writings of two utterly different persons, throughout this four years of writings Im still trying to improve on my muse, but I usually dont bother about the typo errors, and will leave them after a one time spell checking, I don't guarantee I write the best articles, I don't feel that my niche of writings attracts audience also, because no one bothers reading all these gibberishes, but I write with a heart, doesnt matter the audience, its like hearing yourself from an answering machine and realize you actually sounded like that.
It's the fourth year and going, on and off and I'm still writing, no longer in the small town of Ipoh, being hectic and its like suddenly I don't realize that I'm away from home for so long. And recently I stumbled upon an Ipoh blog, everything about the blog goes around the happenings of the small town, the feeling is like walking back into the secondary school during a sunday, seeing every thing in a monochrome coloured feel, and suddenly wondered how much I've missed the quieter, soul soothing side of life already, and when I thought of how much I once embraced the city skyline and the transits, I find that I'm sleeping through most of the train rides already.
