Lagniappe: an unserious blog
Talkin' books
Me: Whatcha reading? Another book with a dragon on the cover?
Slim: That's not a dragon, it's an alien.
Me: Awfully dragon-looking alien. Probably evolved from a dragon.
Slim: You're really looking forward to that book about Jews in Alaska, huh?
"Revenge of the Dark Knight"
Lengthy LA Times interview with Frank Miller.
Just asking
Is it possible that Cho dropped off his NBC mailing before 7 am, and that it was stamped at 9:01 am by a postal worker who started his or her shift at 9 am? That seems more plausible than Cho giving it to someone else to mail.
she moved my hand against her throat her heart was hammering there
Via Slim, a quiz: machine-translation of German text or Faulkner prose?
Here are some of the words blogs have used
John Hodgman talks about newfound celebrity (and other matters) on This American Life (starts at 8:15).
The hoi polloi
I expected my WSJ op-ed to draw opposition (and it did), but I was surprised at the pedantic criticism that the sentence
This is not good enough for some activists, the ones that George Mason University Professor Alex Tabarrok calls “credit snobs” because they take the position that the hoi polloi cannot be trusted with the risks and benefits of credit.
"sounded stupid" because "the hoi polloi" is ostensibly redundant.

Hey, I took four semesters of Ancient Greek, so I don't use οι πολλοί out of ignorance. For what it's worth, the Chicago Manual of Style and the WSJ editors agree with my usage decision. Whatever the literal meaning of "hoi polloi" in ancient Greek, where "hoi" is an article, "hoi" is not an article in English. There is no more redundancy than there is to refer to "the algebra class" even though "al-" is an article in the original Arabic from which the word "algebra" comes.

And how can I pass up the opportunity to quote Gilbert & Sullivan in Iolanthe?
PEERS: Our lordly style
You shall not quench
With base canaille!

FAIRIES: (That word is French.)

PEERS: Distinction ebbs
Before a herd
Of vulgar plebs!

FAIRIES: (A Latin word.)

PEERS: 'Twould fill with joy,
And madness stark
The hoi polloi!

FAIRIES: (A Greek remark.)
To say that Gilbert & Sullivan sound stupid is, sir, an insult up with which I shall not put.
In the Wall Street Journal
I have an op-ed in today's Wall Street Journal on misguided attempts by trial lawyers and Congress to regulate mortgage lending through expanded liability. The high school chess-team captain in me is impressed that I'm on the same page as Garry Kasparov, though that means something different today than it did twenty years ago.

(Update: Free version available at AEI. And additional back-and-forth at Point of Law and in the Marginal Revolution comments.)
Jacob Hacker's theory of "The Great Risk Shift"
File under urban legend.
Calorie restriction as an eating disorder
In Slate.
Harry Potter and the Magic of Leverage
"If you really want to understand inequality today you must first understand Harry Potter."
Was the Death Star destruction an inside job?
Websurdity asks the tough questions (via Radosh).
Good article on Borough Market in London, where Eric and I spent a pleasant Saturday morning a couple of years ago. [LA Times]
Old computer game memories
Wikipedia is terrible for, say, political controversies, but it's just plain awesome for fanboy stuff like old computer games.

The Prisoner was perhaps the best computer adventure game ever, making up for its primitive 1980 graphics and limited universe by subverting the very nature of computer game-playing, even tricking the player with fake error messages into revealing a secret code that would cause the player to lose the game. It's disappointing that no one has ported it to modern PCs. Even the programmer's web page fails to give any useful links to where the game itself can be purchased, instead linking to various pages about the tv series (from which the Wikipedia page says it never received a license).
In the year 2000
Ostensible predictions for 2000 made a hundred years earlier in 1900, via Cowen. This list is tripping up my hoax-meter, but if it's real, it's quite enjoyable, ranging from wild underestimates (New York to London in two days!) to wild overestimates (a strange obsession with large produce) to a few that are almost but not quite right (a strange obsession with networks of pneumatic tubes) and a couple that are frighteningly spot on. On which side will today's prediction of the singularity be?

Update: Not a hoax. A reader generously sends me a pdf, which I'd post but for the extensive (but perhaps incorrect) copyright notice. The sequence is different from the web-page, but the text (including the word "suburbs") is accurate every place I've double-checked.
Slightly worse than the Metro
According to Mumbai police: 3,404 people, or about 13 each weekday, were killed in 2006 scrambling across the tracks, tumbling off packed trains, slipping off platforms, or sticking their heads out open doors and windows for air. ... Accidents are so common that stations stock sheets to cover corpses. [WSJ]


The trains are so crowded that passengers have started riding trains against their commute to get seats at the beginning of the line.
VT and Derbyshire
Contrary to John Derbyshire's remarks, some VT people apparently did confront the shooter: Kevin Granata left his third-floor office after securing students there, and was killed on the second floor.
Virginia Tech press coverage question
Cho shot 45 or so people, killing 32. Many press accounts mention that many victims had multiple gunshot wounds. There are several accounts of Cho firing into closed doors unsuccessfully, and an account of Cho firing at a janitor several times and missing. Cho presumably had several other shots that missed. So why are so many press accounts saying that Cho was armed with two guns and "fifty rounds of ammunition"? [E.g., LA Times] He clearly had more than that; at Roanoke alone, he bought two magazines and fifty rounds for just one of the guns.
In WaPo.com
I only got 250 words on the Virginia Tech tragedy, which, judging by the quality of the comments, is just as well. Wally has a round-up of other op-eds and blogs that made a similar point with more space to do it in.

Elsewhere:
Uh-oh
I wonder if I should worry that I'm making I'm making the same argument as Amanda Marcotte. Funny how my version prompts a knee-jerk response. Who says the Left is closed-minded?
VT shootings
The gun-shop owner who sold the shooter the gun allegedly posted Cho's name on a gun forum a day before the press reported it.
Who wants to be a millionaire?
With a tax refund winging its way to me (I was able to find a capital loss in December to avoid paying capital gains taxes, but I would've been better off financially holding on to the stock as it rebounded), I went and calculated my net worth. If one believes the sales price the neighbor of mine with an identically-sized condo (but one fewer parking space) just listed his unit for, some time between September and today I became a millionaire, albeit one with illiquid assets that would expose me to expenses and tax liabilities that would take me well below the million-dollar line if I were to try to translate them into fungible cash. Not bad, considering my net worth was negative when I was thirty.

I'm skeptical that my condo value has really increased 10% in six months, however. On the other hand, smaller (if newer) units further away from the Metro, also with only one parking space, are ostensibly selling for more. The market is what the market is.

I don't feel like a millionaire. Maybe it's because I have days when I have only $23 in my checking account and it's a pleasant surprise when Slim buys a book for me that I thought I'd have to wait for in paperback. Or because Slim always leaves the bread heels for me.
A Brandeis prank
Redoing someone's dorm room isn't just for MIT students any more.
Paging Esquiver, or, the danger of outsourcing
Sometimes your Chinese suppliers don't quite get the nuances of English.
Today's pet English language usage peeve
The phrase "odds-on favorite" is not a synonym for "favorite." The latter means "most likely"; but the former means "more likely than not." When there are more than two candidates for success, one can be the favorite without being an odds-on favorite. (The term comes from betting: one normally hears of odds phrased like 3-to-1; an odds-on favorite would have odds phrased like 1-to-2.)

For example, Memphis, with the worst record in the NBA, is the favorite for the #1 pick because it will get the most ping-pong balls in the lottery. It is not the odds-on favorite, because it still has less than a 50% chance of winning the #1 pick.
Heaven: a short play
Johnny Hart: "You mean I made my comic strip suck for the last ten years for nothing?"
Mohammed (shrugging): "Nu, what am I, chopped liver?"
Context
What happens when the best classical musician in America plays the violin at rush hour at a Metro station? The best features writer in America, Gene Weingarten, has the story.
Chavez and the Jews
Chavez-sponsored antisemitism in Venezuela (via Frum).
Gaming
  • Wits & Wagers is a good short party trivia game, hypothetically for three to seven people, but I suspect one needs at least four or five; we played seven.

    All the questions have a number for an answer, everyone writes down their best answers, the answers are then ranked lowest to highest on a board, and one has thirty seconds to bet on which is the "best" answer, Price-is-Right-style of closest without going over. Betting odds are higher for answers further from the median, to encourage people to avoid the wisdom-of-crowds effect; bonuses are further awarded for writing down the correct answer, presumably to discourage gaming the system and writing misleading answers.

    The only downside is that the first six rounds are limit-betting, and the last round is no-limit-betting: with seven people, everything comes down to that "Final Jeopardy"-style question. Which is good in that it allows people to catch up (both games we played had that come-from-behind victory, both times at my expense), but bad in that the optimal strategy for winning is to guess at the final answer by picking an answer that no one else (with a higher score) is guessing. Everyone is forced to go all-in, and there's no benefit to going all in on a spot where someone is betting more, even if you think that spot is correct. Unless you play for money, but that has its own distortions.

    I think the fix needed is to make the last round of betting secret, a la Final Jeopardy. It's fun in the earlier rounds to see what other people are doing as they place their bets, and move bets around as one sees what the more knowledgeable people are doing, but that last round needs secrecy to work.


  • I bought Slim A Game of Thrones, based on a fantasy series of books she had read and I hadn't. The game itself is a themed Diplomacy with more wargame elements and with the additional twist the combat has leader modifiers and one has to choose which leader (all characters from the books). Not having read the books, I can't comment on how well the game captured the flavor. It's a 3-to-5 player game, but it probably plays like Diplomacy as better with more than fewer players. We had a friend over, but our three-player game didn't last long enough for us to clash in combat: the bewildering number of moving parts and modifiers and unclear rules manual made us give up once we realized it's not a game that can be learned on the fly.


  • After Game of Thrones fell apart, we played Powergrid, which deserves a longer review, but it worked quite well with just three players, so I can recommend it for 3 to 5 players easily. (Slim won.)
Hey, Trisha Frank of Maricopa, Arizona
I don't know what your email address is, but apparently you don't, either. Please stop signing me up for stuff.
Grindhouse
At Slim's last-minute request, I came into surprisingly-well-reviewed Grindhouse knowing next to nothing about it other than the premise of Rodriguez and Tarantino pastiching 1970s exploitation films. Which I thought was the point of "From Dusk Till Dawn" and "Kill Bill," but.

Perhaps I would have liked it more if I knew going in that it was an actual three-hour double-feature, rather than two shorter movies packed together in normal movie-running time. Even with the clever gimmick of "missing reels" to avoid the problem of what Joe Bob Briggs once called "too much plot getting in the way of the story," the movies dragged far too much. And it almost seemed a message to Gregg Easterbrook: if you thought Kill Bill was violent, here's something that's really violent.

There's ironically bad, and then there's just bad, and Rodriguez's "Planet Terror" is the latter. The zombie movie has been fully deconstructed in "28 Days Later," "Slither," and "Shaun of the Dead"; and 70s exploitation movie-making was satirized, well, at least as early as the 1977 "Kentucky Fried Movie." This is a movie for film critics and other film buffs, for Joe Bob Briggs fans (Amputations! Decapitations! Castrations! Exploding heads! Exploding cars! Exploding pus! Needle fu! Helicopter fu! Prosthetic-RPG fu! Tow-truck fu!), and apparently also for Slim, who did like it, but I always found Joe Bob Briggs's descriptions of the movies more fun than the movies themselves, and I was inclined to walk out.

Tarantino's "Death Proof" was more original than advertised: a strange and unique mash-up of the cheerleader/slasher/car-chase/feminist-revenge movie, but really a lenghty excuse for a several-minute set piece at the end of the movie showcasing Zoe Bell, Uma Thurman's stuntwoman in "Kill Bill," and some early 1970s muscle-cars. A subplot with a minor character in jeopardy when we last saw her is completely forgotten about. If you like Tarantino dialogue-about-quarter-pounders-and-other-trivia, there's dozens of minutes of it, including some lines that will likely have classic resonance later: "You know what happens to people with knives? They get shot!" At the back end of a double-feature, though, I didn't have much patience for the languid pace of the first hour of the movie.
Interesting account on how the taped segments of the Daily Show are edited. Earlier.
I've been so fed up with my Comcast internet service that this new Google service looks especially promising: and it has to be for real, because April Fool's Day doesn't come until April 2 this year.