Scarcity = Value… a tenant of economics. But does this apply to love? Do the basic rules of economics make my love less valuable because I love many people? I’m still sorting out my thoughts but I don’t think that loving a lot means your love is valuable for two reasons: one economic and one not.
The economic argument is talked about in Rothbard’s “Man, Economy, and State” but instead of love he talks about horses. In order for this type of scarcity/value argument to work the objects being compared must be the same. I don’t think love between two people can ever be traded for love between other people (even if we ignore the intangible nature of love). My love for my parents, my friends, my lovers, strangers, ex-girlfriends, my best friend, my grandparents, and everyone else is so unique between me and them that it doesn’t effect the scarcity of my love because they aren’t the same, even if the same word is used. It is like any object you own that has sentimental attachment. My copy of “Man, Economy, and State” was given to my mentor and friend, and it doesn’t matter how many copies are produced or distributed my copy will always maintain it’s value.
My second thought is less economic, I don’t think love is a finite resource. In a world like Star Trek due to technology we have moved beyond scarcity (at least on Earth and similar planets). Love is something that humans have the ability to produce and distribute without facing the problems of scarcity and we should embrace that. Instead of hoarding our love for a “one and only” we should be encouraged to share it with all who want or need it. It is a resource that can’t be drained, in fact, some would even argue it multiplies with use.
Post Script – There is also another issue, and that is one of subjective value. I think it is possible that certain people are attracted to others who share a lot of love instead of hoarding it away. I think this type of behavior is attractive and I’m sure I’m not alone, in fact, I think the world would be a better place if more love was encouraged.
“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” – Mark Twain
This quote is really not that much different from previous ones. I just like how Twain is able to capture the idea of living life and exploring the world (and yourself).
I usually don’t do rundowns of my day in this blog, that just isn’t my style but yesterday was a really good day and I feel like writing it down for later reflection.
I had the pleasure of kind of playing tour guide around DC during the day for a new friend who will actually be in SoCal soon. The weather was nice and company wonderful as we toured a museum and just talked about life in general.
After that I had dinner and a movie with a friend who is quickly becoming one of my favorite people to talk with. It is a constant mindgasm when I talk to her. She challenges my assumptions and provides incredible insight into love, sex, relationships, etc. Call me a geek but i find it awesome when someone can work Hayek and diminishing marginal returns into a conversation about the benefits of monogamy She has softened my criticisms of monogamy, though I still don’t think it is for me at this time in my life. If everyone put as much time and conversation into their assumptions about social roles the world would be a better place.
We talked about our pasts, views on important issues, why I’m leaving DC, and many other things. She challenged me the whole time and I came to find she was right about a lot of things and that I had been somewhat unfair. There were also several great one-liners like “DIFTS: Do It For the Story” and “Love is your heart’s truth” that will stick me and deserve more reflection. After the movie we just walked the city and talked, skipping many metro entrances just to keep the conversation going. It was grand.
It was approaching 11pm at this time but my museum-buddy and a dear friend invited me over to hang out so I biked across the city and hung out with them. We chatted about a lot of things, including a favorite subject of mine: the medicinal and social benefits of ecstacy. It is always a pleasure to dispel any government propaganda about this drug and share the great work organizations like MAPS and DanceSafe are doing. We also watched a couple “Drunk History” on YouTube (freaking hilarious) and I ended up crashing in the city.
Yeah, it was a good day.
I was asked yesterday by a new and dear friend why I make sangria and throw parties if I am such an introvert. Like all great friends (and in this case someone I wish I would have met years ago instead of last week) she asked a question that challenged me and I really wasn’t satisfied with my answer so I fell asleep pondering the question. As often happens I woke up with a clearer explaination for why I throw parties as an introvert.
For me it comes down to seeing my friends happy. Anyone who has been to my parties has probably seen me occasionally perched up alone by the railing just watching people. I love seeing those I care about having a good time and it gives me great pride to know that I was a part of that. I guess the Burning Man principle of gifting comes naturally. So, while I might not approach people or hold a lot of conversations during my parties I certainly do love to host. Also, if you see me perched feel free to come chat, but no small talk… only real conversations.
Okay, so one person asked for my sangria recipe so I figured I would share it. Afterall, my recipe is just a modification of others experimentation and I hope that people will take this and adjust it as they desire.
My red recipe has been slightly tweaked for about the last five years. All taste is subjective but I think I have it at a place that I really like for now. The white recipe is still under heavy construction, I did some major changes to this recipe for this party and I have no idea how it will turn out. Because most people won’t tell me, “hey, that recipe sucks” I can only determine it by my own taste and how quickly it is consumed. I also like to use my sangria prep time to listen to any party music mix I have prepped and tweak it.
1 box of red wine (whatever you prefer)
1 cup of sugar
1 cup of Orange Juice
2/3 Liter Gin (or 1/3 Liter of Everclear*)
4 cups of raspberries (frozen is fine)
2 cans of diced pineapples
6.5 Liters of Ginger Ale
Pour wine into serving container. I like to use 30L clear plastic storage container. Make sure it is clean… Don’t be nasty.
Slice and squeeze the oranges, lemons, and limes, and throw them into the wine. I usually slice the lemons and limes into quarters and the oranges into eights depending on size
Pour in the pineapple with the juice.
Add 1/2 cup of sugar – You will be adding the rest of the sugar right before serving to taste, usually about 1/2 cup more.
Pour in Gin and stir gently.
Chill in the refrigerator 24-36 hours. I like to go back and stir every 6-8 hours and take a little taste to see if any adjustments need to be made. You can serve it without chilling but it won’t be as good in my opinion.
Add the ginger ale, berries, and ice right before serving. Taste and add any sugar that you desire.
Disclaimer: This is an untested adjustment to a previous recipe. This recipe also makes significanlty less than the red sangria despite having the same amount of wine. The white wine and fruits involved can easily be overwhelmed by the ginger ale so there is a lot less ginger ale to help the sangria retain the fruit flavors.
1 box of white wine
1/3L of Gin (or 1/6L of Everclear)
2 cups of White Grape Juice
1 cup sugar
2 cups sliced grapes (green)
2 green apples
2 cans of diced pineapples
3.5L Ginger Ale
- Pour wine into serving container, preferably a 20L container or larger. You can always use two or more smaller containers as needed but measuring the wine can get annoying.
- Add grapes, kiwis, peaches, bananas, pineapple (with juice), and apples
- Grapes: Slice them but they don’t have to be perfect, you just need to break the shell enough so that the juices all mix together
- Kiwis: cut the skin off and cut into slices
- Peaches: cut into quarters, remove the pit
- Bananas: slices works just fine
- Apples: sliced into quarters or eights depending on the size of them
- Add 1 cup of sugar, you may end up using the rest throughout the marinating process
- Chill mixture for at least an hour (but I like to make it the same time as the red so it marinates for about 24ish hours).
- Add ginger ale and white grape juice right before serving. Taste and add sugar as desired.
*Everclear is actually the preferred method. You can use half as much alcohol but maintain the alcohol content because Everclear has such high proof. Using Everclear helps minimize any distortion of the fruit flavors by the alcohol.
I have an important decision to make, should I keep trimming by beard on my trip or let it run wild?
I will definitely shave my neck to keep a reasonable look but I kind of like the idea of letting it grow for the next 60 days or so, just to see what it looks like when I get to the west coast. I am afraid this will deter strangers from talking to me though, it’s crazy enough to meet a guy on the road across the continent but if I look like a hobo it may deter people more.
Oh well, like everything else I will probably just decide on the road.
“I just wanna slow down” – A.D.D. from “Accepted”
At some point in my life I turned everything into a race. Even during my rides (which are meant to be a chill experience) I find myself racing the speedometer, racing the watch, fighting a deadline. I need to stop. I need to move slow. I need to experience the moment.
I will be making a concerted effort to live in the moment and forget about deadlines during this ride. It will be tough, especially when some people will be expecting me at certain times along the way, but I will take the moments I can and breathe in life. If I end up days behind my current route I will be okay, that simply means I found something that my mind or body desired more than reaching the next checkpoint.
Life is a journey, not a destination. This ride is my journey. Santa Monica may be the end of this particular path but it isn’t a destination in the final sense. In the same way this adventure doesn’t have a beginning, it also doesn’t have a end. So, I’m going to get distracted and enjoy the moment. The point of a Rite of Passage is more than to accomplish a goal, it is also an experience and I plan on experiencing every moment I can.