Friday, November 6, 2020

Capital, with Bottle part 1

 Note: copied from facebook posts

https://political-economy.com/capital-karl-marx/

A couple days ago i shared a link so you could download Capital and read it for free. I'll put it in a comment if you missed it. I've casually read chapter one, and i assume you all did too. Of course you did, you guys are inquisitive and not content to just recycle third hand catch phrases from the last hundred something years. So, you're probably thinking "why am i reading this boring treatise on classical market economics by an old dead guy in a library with nothing better to do than read history and politico-economic discourse and then write about it from his own point of view?" The answer of course is that that's what scholars do; that's what half the country thinks is a waste of time. It's why facebook and twitter and wikipedia aren't valid sources of academic knowledge. 


So, chapter one. What's a commodity? 


It's a useful thing people make/produce specifically to trade for other useful things. That's a loaded definition, and chapter one presents a reasonably thorough explanation of how the concept of value is embedded inside a commodity. If it seems boring and pedantic, that's because it is; you have to define all of your terminology or else no one will understand what you're actually talking about. A pretzel doesn't just magically equal 3/5 of a roasted peanuts (that's a Steely Dan joke if you don't regularly read my album reviews). 


It can be a little hard to really understand what we aren't talking about in chapter 1: no money, no different types of labor, no profit or loss, just the simple mechanism by which we determine the amount of different things being equivalent. Marx says that equivalence comes from human labor, whereas people before him said "i dunno." Not specialized labor like you're thinking about, but the abstract notion that there is an average time and energy required to complete any task, and that we can determine equivalences from the sum total of the labor involved. He uses weaving linen as an example. 


He also uses that infamous word "bourgeois," but he uses it only in the contemporaneous context that his audience understands it to explain why it makes the whole thing really confusing. 


Do you have questions about chapter 1? I might be able to answer them, or i might not. Please keep in mind that we are merely reading a book. Yes, it's a book that many people have used to justify killing each other, but so is the Bible, and so too are nonsense Beatles lyrics. The only purpose of this endeavor is to actually read it so that you can use the fact that you have actually read it as basis for your future feelings and opinions about Marxist theory, whatever they may be. 


Marx is not simply a crazy guy in the woods like the unabomber. He is widely considered the inventor of modern sociology. Capital is by all definitions a scholarly text on economics (albeit cutting edge 1800s economics), whether you agree with his theories or not, and i believe in complete intellectual freedom. I will obviously weigh in with my own opinions, and you should too, but i do ask that you make some effort to keep them inside the scope of the actual book. It makes no difference whether you or i agree with Marx or not, only that we understand the subject matter. I can't stress this enough, you must let go of any preconceived notions and simply listen to another person express their ideas. If you want to participate, please do. If you want to just insult people, please don't. I like funny comments as much as anybody, but don't forget that this is exactly the "public service" and "publication" component us doctorate level scholars do, albeit in facebook rather than auditorium form (i just don't have a major university sponsoring me while i do it).

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Chapter 2 of Capital should kind of smack you in the forehead like you could have had a V8. You have to A) understand that people own their wares, and B) mutually agree to exchange them. You trade things that aren't valuable to you for things you want (aka are valuable to you) in proportions you both agree are equivalent. 


There are some important points here. First, the value or equivalence of commodities is not magically apparent on the surface, it only comes into existence at the moment of trade, and each and every trade redefines those values. If you try to escape that exchange in some way, then there is no value of equivalence anymore. Second, money is itself a commodity, but it functions as a universal equivalent because everyone accepts the exchange of money as a commodity. The confusing part is that as soon as you accept this universal equivalent as money, you tend to forget all of the complex relationships that gave it comparative value in the first place. Third, you have to again remind yourself what we are not talking about. We aren't talking about the intricacies of haggling, bargaining, and negotiation. We are looking at a functioning system of trade after the labor/production is over. 


That last distinction is important. We aren't promising to do work in the future, or guessing about the usefulness of the commodities at hand. That usefulness is constantly being evaluated in the process of exchange, and we the observers are not actively participating. The active participants load up the useful things they have but don't need, and head out to exchange them for different useful things with other people doing the same. That's "the economy" as far as this book is concerned at the moment. 


I should also mention that we aren't really concerned with the end notes of each chapter. They serve as documentation of the ideas he is including or arguing about, but they don't really do much for the kind of naive reading we are doing. We aren't sitting around a table plotting world domination, or studying for a test. We might disagree with his descriptions or assumptions, but we have to remember that we're listening to Marx express ideas. We can't start debating those ideas until after we understand what he's trying to say.

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Chapter 3 begins the introduction to precious metals as the basis for monetary systems. We're getting close to our modern understanding, so it's easy to let your imagination run away with you. The important thing to keep in mind is that we imagine a "gold standard" for the equivalences of precious metals. We can use any such metal as money so long as its own value remains consistent to the value of gold, which is in turn based on the labour of obtaining it. The actual price of buying gold does not affect its status as a universal equivalent because that characteristic is based on units of weight. An ounce of gold is an ounce of gold no matter how much stuff you can trade for it. 


All this stuff is, to my mind, basic economics. Certain aspects of it may be more or less understandable to you, but i think we can all mostly agree that it is a reasonable explanation of the historical development of Western Economics, or at the very least the things you were taught with regard to economics in a "common sense" kind of way. 


It's easy to get carried away if you try to give a present day example, but i think i can do a reasonable job. Let's say i have way too many records that i don't want to listen to anymore, but i don't have any potatoes that i want to eat. I know from all my trips to the grocery store that i can buy a bag of potatoes for around $3, and i know plenty of people who would give me $3 for one of my records. In this ideal model of economics, i go sell a record to that guy for $3, then go buy a bag of potatoes for $3 and presto change-o, economy accomplished. Yes that's simplistic, but i think you'll agree that it's a tangible example of real world activity. 


We can let our minds wander a little at this point. With regard to labor, it's easy to justify why used records are cheaper than new records, computers cost more than a bag of dirt, boiling up a pretzel isn't quite as costly as roasting peanuts, a day spent driving a bus isn't really that much different than a day spent entering receipts into a spreadsheet. We all have a mental checklist of things that are roughly equivalent and we exchange the results of that labor frequently enough to keep those relationships relatively stable. We might wake up to find that my potato/record exchange cost $4 or $2, but i would instinctively try to compensate because i haven't changed my mental equivalence between a record and a bag of potatoes; that would take several instances of failed exchanges to adjust. From an observer's standpoint, i'm still selling some quantity of records and using that money to buy some quantity of potatoes, or some other equivalent commodity. So long as there are people who buy my unwanted records, i will exchange them for things i do want in a similar fashion. 


Got it? Good. 


The rest of section 1 is a historical synopsis of the development of fiat currency. Regardless of your feelings about it, it has repeatedly happened throughout history and it's where we are today. So long as nobody jumps ship or tries to get too sneaky, it still works well. 


When we continue reading we see that my example is exactly what Marx describes; his example is the weaver selling 20 yards of linen and using the money to buy a bible of equal price. We aren't reading anything into those specific items, by the way, the weaver is simply trading what he has for what he wants via money the same way i did in my example. 


Continuing to read we see that Marx addresses exactly the same problem i raised. I'm looking at pages 136 and 137 in the pdf i shared with you. He talks about all those scenarios where the guy gets surprised by not being able to effectively trade, and points out that so long as he is able to make some trade for his wares the system is functioning properly. One bad day doesn't mean the system is broken. One day he might not get much, the next he might get more, such is life. 


What follows is a lengthy description of the process of buying and selling commodities where each purchase removes a commodity while the money continues toward infinity, enabling further purchases. That continual drifting away only stops when someone "takes the money and runs," or less humorously has no intention of spending it. To put it bluntly, if you stop buying things, the economy dies. 


The rest of section 2 is kind of an information dump, but it's easy to follow the progression from coins of gold/silver/etc. To paper money that represents only the circulating portion of exchange (the infinite chain of buying things), until finally we get the novel money (currency) issued by "the state" as an abstract representation of bullion. That fiat currency only exists inside the state itself for the obvious reason that anyone outside that state has no understanding of these funny coins and papers as representations of money. There is still a universal form of money at the highest level, but inside a particular community we can use technically worthless representations without any problem, so long as the amount of currency in circulation represents the sum cost of all commodities. 


And now, on page 169, we get to hoarding. I don't want to drag this out, so hoarding money is simply not buying things you want. There are good reasons to do it and bad reasons to do it, but what follows for the rest of chapter 3 is a description of the growth of local hoards (think of banks in general), and the growth of credit and debt to such an extent that the whole system becomes unstable and wildly unpredictable save for the fact that when banks have way more money than normal it is obvious that the exchange of commodities is stagnating. 


Hold on Bottle. This is all starting to sound like what the people who are somehow vehemently against Marxism are saying. 


Well, you know, we're only on page 200 something of a 2,000 page multi-volume work. He could make a u-turn. He could dive into the empty swimming pool head first and not prove me right. I don't get the sense that the first 3 chapters are written in the form of sarcasm, but i'm also not opposed to the idea that i'm the one who has it all backward. He hasn't told us we're wrong for participating in common sense economic activity, but maybe i'm missing something. Maybe this is just a faulty bizarro copy of Capital and Marx really thought that manipulating currency streams to generate new forms of economic slavery was super awesome. Look at those schmucks making stuff and trading it for other stuff, what a bunch of losers. 


Now, i'm not going to make any real predictions, i'm just commenting on reading the book. I am reading the book, and so far he has outlined classical economics, elaborated on the ways that people attempt to manipulate that system for unfair advantage, and given us clear examples of how that historically played out. It appears to be backward from what everyone claims Marxist theory to be, and actually coincides with what explicitly anti-Marxist talking points say we should be doing instead. He could be trolling us, and i'll have a nice hearty belly laugh if he is. 


I'm going to take a break and give you all the chance to digest both the book and what i've said so far. I'll also find somewhere to compile it so you don't have to work as hard. If you're just now joining us, we're reading Capital by Karl Marx and i welcome you to read it too. Go find a copy, or scroll through my previous posts to find a link to it (just go to my feed and scroll down a ways). The only real danger is that we might learn something in the process.....

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Today is kind of a refresher course. I just want to outline what happens in the first 3 chapters of Capital. At a fundamental level, we humans barter, that is face to face exchange of commodities. Obviously, bartering can only work in a highly localized community, and it is an explicitly social activity. On top of this barter system, we superimpose the concept of a universal equivalent, aka money. Money is an intricate concept, both a commodity in its own right and an external measurement of comparative value, but we all understand it as a useful way to facilitate exchange over longer distances, between very different communities, in exactly the same social exchanges of commodities that constitute barter. 


But, this is only one side of economic activity. There is a mirror image, so to speak. While one person trades a commodity for money then trades that money for other commodities, his counterpart trades money for a commodity then trades those commodities for money. We can use whatever terms we want for these two people, but "worker" and "merchant" seem the easiest to my mind. The really important part is that we distinguish between the two frames of reference: C-M-C and M-C-M. We might be participating in one or the other for any particular exchange, so we have to understand which one is taking place. 


Similarly, there is a difference between the regulating of money as a commodity in its own right and using that money for its intended universal equivalence. For now though, we simply assume that a person is engaged in one or the other at any particular time. 


You will also notice that Marx has a shall we say Bottle of Beef quality to his writing. You can tell there are things that make him mad, and ideas he thinks are stupid. I gloss over that stuff because it doesn't really change the theoretical model he is describing. He's mad about certain ways this system has been manipulated and our task is to understand why he thinks those things are terrible. 


I've given you an example of how it might apply to my own life in a limited context. Though remedial, i think most of you can see how the C-M-C side of this model describes some basic principles we all accept. It may not represent your actual day to day life very well, but we are reading a book from the 19th century here in the 21st century. Maybe the closest modern day phenomenon is a theoretical "garage sale" based economy. People sell their unwanted stuff, take that money, and buy your unwanted stuff; old records, clothes, cookware, chicken waterers, toys, useful things being exchanged through the universal equivalent of our modern form of money. The overall prices are extremely small (much smaller than buying these items new) because the amount of work spent acquiring them is miniscule compared to making them in the first place. Swap meets and pawn shops might also be reasonable examples of finite commodity markets; the more useful or desirable an item, the more money we all expect to spend. Furthermore, if we all stop participating, then the pawn shop will go out of business. 


Everybody happy so far? Questions? Things about the model that don't make sense, or things you completely disagree with? As i've said before, i think i understand it, he hasn't said anything illogical or false, it's a reasonable basic foundation for economic activity distilled from studying the history of Western civilizations. Still though, we should leave some time for it to percolate in our minds before going on to chapter 4.

Part 2

Sunday, June 14, 2020

Definitely don't read this


Some part of this will offend you. I'm curious which part that is. Antifa is not a thing. It's just a word that some people use to generalize a wide variety of groups that very generically "are against fascism." It's super helpful to those people because it means you don't know the name of that particular group of people. They don't have a mask like Anonymous, or a badge like police officers, or any of that. I personally don't care that a few city blocks of Seattle look like a war zone because i don't like whatever terrible thing that city does to its coffee. I'm the one with BPD, but i'm watching the whole world act like everyone has it. People murder each other in fort dodge every other day, but the murderer always ends up being "not competent to stand trial," when two or three years ago the state decided it couldn't afford to run its mental health facilities.
I'm the paranoid egotistical maniac who struggles to find center. Dear 'merica, have some ice cream or masturbate or pet a dog or take different drugs or something. I don't know about you, but i have to go to work tomorrow looking like the poster child for PTSD. That sucks, in case you missed the memo.


Saturday, May 30, 2020

Dont read this

I can't anymore. The Boston Tea Party was much more complicated than a mere example of a riot about taxes.

The tea taxes were a means for England to raise funds to pay Colonial Governors to remain loyal to England. But, and here's the important part, the British East India Company was absolved from paying these taxes on Chinese tea (giving them a massive advantage over colonial importers), and they were instead diverted onto colonial merchants. Thus they were being taxed by a foreign government without representation in Parliament. Several ships had been turned away without problem in other colonies, but the Governor of Boston refused to let the ships leave. In return, Britain punished the shit out of everyone, and we fought a war. Oh, by the way, they dressed up like Native Americans so they wouldn't be identified.

If you're arguing for war, great! If you're not arguing for war, too bad you're arguing for war. If i'm lucky someone will mercifully kill me before i have to care.

And that's why i write all my words and don't share memes.


Saturday, November 30, 2019

I couldn't actually bring myself to post this on facebook, but....


I have tried so hard, but it simply doesn't matter. I've spent day in day out for months talking about music and people and pointing out every step of the way that i'm the problem when i don't like something.
There are no illegal people anywhere. That bullshit is made up. It's made up by people who value other human beings so little that they can't bear to spend one more second feeling like they are responsible for their own misery.
Sit down and imagine how absolutely miserable you would have to be to walk through a desert to get away from your horrible life. Imagine how desperate you would have to be to learn how to fly an airplane across the ocean just to inflict that same misery on people you don't even know.
If you have ever been offended by one of my posts, you deserve to be offended. I want to see pictures of your dogs. I want to hear you complain that today was tough because the personal problems you are facing became emotionally overwhelming. I want to see what you are DOING, and i want to support you with the limited resources i have.
But, those posts come every 12 or 13 or so, in between pseudo-scientific misinformation, fake friend requests from chicks with big boobs, nonsense self-help garbage, reasons to hate people i don't know. News flash, that's the stuff the rest of the world actually hates.
Part of me thinks "oh god you can't post that on facebook for the people you see in real life to read" and another part of me thinks "those people know full well what you think and very much notice that you don't actually conduct yourself like this in real life" and a third part of me thinks "just delete this post and say something funny about another album," and a fourth part of me thinks "if i see another pete buttigieg ad on a youtube chemistry video (i'm really into nile red at the moment) i'm gonna scream because if i wanted Sheldon to be the next president i'd write in 'Jim Parsons' instead of the name i'm going to write an entire fucking year from now because not a single one of you have any reason why kamala harris shouldn't be president," and a 5th part of me thinks "if you don't laugh, the pedophiles win" (an inside joke from the drive home from a lovely thanksgiving lunch), and the 6th part of me says "shut up, i'm trying to formulate my thoughts about the next christmas album from the 70s i want to make fun of," and the real joke behind bottle of beef is that "we're all dead inside" because the host of a t.v. gameshow somehow has a more cogent and applaudable argument than i do.
Kudos for reading this far. My point is that if this post isn't enjoyable for you to read, what in the wide world of sports makes you think your is? I'll tell you. Narcissism.

Friday, August 30, 2019

A philosophical quandary and the birth of p(nmi)t

To preface, this is not a rant or a self indulgent pity fest. This question has been on my mind for a long, long time. The question is, does a doctorate (or any institutionally conferred degree or licensure) mean anything?

The short answer is no. The longer answer is that it depends on what you think that piece of paper actually represents. The basic reality of any degree or license or whatever is that people who already hold that title generally agree that you should have that title as well. It does not mean that you are smart, or exceptional, or better than anyone. It simply means that you are considered equal without needing to reprove your prior accomplishments. That assumption may be completely wrong, but the degree nevertheless confers the benefit of that assumption.

In my particular case, i do not have a PhD because 1) i ran out of money to pay a group of people to read my book, and 2) i stopped caring. There were many strange events that led to that situation, including my dissertation advisor telling me that i should be at a much more identifiably prestigious university, several committee members actually quitting their positions, and the loss of an adjunct position at the worst possible time in the academic calendar (4 months after applications for teaching positions are generally due).  Again i stress, that is not the point of this essay. I summarize merely to point out that no one told me "you don't deserve a doctorate" or kicked me out or acted strange toward me in any way. Or, maybe they did and i didn't notice. Again, not really that important.

So, does my letting the time limit of completing a doctorate lapse erase that doctorate level education? The answer is definitely not. To any person at any company who looks at my resume, i have a PhD and am overqualified for any position to which i apply. From my perspective, that comes across as "you could be my boss's boss and i'm afraid to hire you."

Assuming i don't lie, i have to tell people that i have a masters degree and completed doctoral course work. If you called the university of north texas, they would truthfully tell you that i was ABD (all but dissertation) when i stopped enrolling.

This would seem to be a paradox. One world (academia) defines me as ineligible to hold a university level position, while another world (private commercial business) views my high level education as a liability. Financially i am both uncreditworthy (from sustained unemployment) and unpromotable (because any attempt at corporate advancement reopens the debate about my qualifications vs. the qualifications of the person reviewing my qualifications).

I am a trained theorist. The subject matter i am analyzing is of comparatively little importance. It is my reasoned opinion that most people do not feel comfortable in the presence of a person skilled in analyzing a situation and suggesting the positive AND negative effects of a particular action. That is frustrating for me because i simply do not care about the assignation of blame for any particular failure, be it human, mechanical, or systematic. My only concern is correcting a problem after it has already happened, and changing procedure is often the simplest solution; a procedure with more personal responsibility and fewer points of failure.

Yet, because i have no interest in gaining power or control, the natural inclination is to argue about the validity of my suggestions; an even more counterproductive course of action that leads to my having to point out my lack of sympathy.

Is it true that any attempt to remain objective is more harmful than manipulatively or arbitrarily choosing one side of an argument? I don't know. That question is beyond the scope of my intellect, however high or low you evaluate it.

Altogether, this would imply that a degree (etc.) is only as meaningful  as one's willingness to capitalize on that title at the expense of others. To elevate the prestige of a title one must persecute or subjugate anyone not holding that same title.

However, such a historically conservative view of the relationship between intelligence and power is clearly inconsistent to my previous explanation of my own situation. To the world at large, i have a PhD, and no amount of explaining that i do not will ever remedy that situation. Collectively, you think that piece of paper is completely unimportant, but you demand that i act like i possess it even though i don't. You want the assurance of leadership in the face of anarchy, but i hand you more anarchy.

Every man, woman, or child is a universe unto themselves. That does not frighten me, or confuse me. What confuses me is the desperate need to be lied to that i see every day. The need for a proverbial adult to keep you going, to assure you that there is any order to the coincidence of existence. Someone to make up rules that you can choose to live by or ignore, as though you are incapable of making a decision based on your experience of the world around you.

That took an esoteric turn, didn't it? My point is simply that when you look for meaning where there is no meaning, you will find an infinite array of coincidences. We are all making it up as we go, and we are tragically unwilling to let any of it fall to the ground, even when it gets too heavy to carry.

Cheers?

Tuesday, May 28, 2019

The quest for bad, a continuation of my aesthetic.

All jokes aside, you might be wondering what my actual goal is with all the silliness i produce. To be blunt, i am fascinated by "badness." What makes a piece of music bad? What makes a performance bad? Can an artist cultivate a world where "bad" can function without any sense of irony? In short, is it possible to document the mundanity of failure as an intrinsic part of the work itself?

Such an endeavor would require a lack of pretense. I would have to tell you that i'm trying to let myself be bad, point out the places where i am actively "not trying," and explicitly show you when and where other artists would stop and try again, or "fix" it.

I would have to search for new ways to screw up, or recontextualize these failures: introduce some chaotic mechanism, consistently do things the wrong way, sing songs i have no business singing, use sub optimal equipment, etc.

The downside, quite obviously, is that you might not believe me. You might confuse my performance for reality, imagine that i am in some way delusional, or lazy. Yet, that would also seem perfectly acceptable to my goal. I'm not demanding that you find me clever, or funny, or anything else. I am simply inviting you to observe and/or participate in the performance. I am after all, simply amusing myself in my spare time. You could tell me to stop, but i would just respond by asking which part annoys you.

"But WHY?," i hear your brain scream. Well, because it's a form of rebellion, a confrontation of prejudices, a rebuke of the capitalization of artistic value, a big middle-finger to everyone who thinks that they are better at being human. The value of art is not in how much some group of unnecessarily rich people pay each other to pass it back and forth amongst themselves, but in how it affects your personal engagement with the world around you. The older i get, the more different i want to be. I want to show the world that success or failure is an illusion, a false recognition of patterns in the chaos of reality. Quite literally, i want you to decide whether or not your opinions are true or false or fair or important, and act accordingly.

Now, if you'll excuse me, i've got 360 more chorales to record in a perfunctory manner wink, wink.....


Tuesday, May 21, 2019

Why improvisation?

When i dove head first into the swimming pool of p(nmi)t, my goal was simple: make as much music as physically/mentally possible. It quickly became apparent that the process of making music is much more interesting to me than being able to play a particular piece again, or caring if people like it, or trying to trick people into giving me money.

It occurs to me that the act of composition is itself improvisation. We conceive of an idea and attempt to realize it; the process of refining and rearranging that idea is simply reimprovising upon that idea, performing that piece differently each time. If i were to attempt to capture this act of composing, i would of course be improvising but i would also be building a catalog of ephemeral musical thought. In essence, i would be recording the actual creation of music, and that is terrifically exciting to me.

There are, of course, some logical sticking points in this way of thinking. To refine the recordings would be anathema to my goal, but there is a limit to how terrible i am willing to let the finished piece be. So, some compromise is necessary: "good enough" is the motto. Over production would also be unacceptable; let the music be, let whatever timbre i'm using be the music, let normal mistakes stay, favor feeling over perfection. More to the point, let the process itself be my autobiography. Take whatever i'm thinking or feeling or reading or whatever and make a musical statement about it. It doesn't matter if anyone else understands it; i've been told many times that i am a difficult person to understand.

The p(nmi)t discography is me. I think all those gloomy, silly, garbled thoughts, i make those mistakes, i hear those "unwanted" sounds (that hiss, those thumps, those mechanical glitches are part of my engagement with music), i spew out 2 hours of music then dry up for a few weeks, i make jokes about myself, i don't want to SELL anything, i just want to be mentally stimulated and watch the images flash on the back of my eyelids. It is both intensely personal and completely foreign to the me that walks out the front door into the world.

That is why i can say take my music and do whatever you want with it. I have already given it away. You aren't stealing anything from me. I would love to make money from it, but it requires you wanting to give me money; you placing some value on getting to experience what i've chosen to do with my life; financially supporting me the person instead of just buying some intangible product of dubious merit. That is what i do, i give other musicians as much money as i can afford simply for having created something i find valuable. If that has no value for you don't feel guilty, but if it does then feel free to give me as much or as little as you can afford. Either way, thanks for interacting with me and cheers.

https://paypal.me/pnmit