Murphy was Irish, no doubt about it. And, in his honor, that black-humor classic 'Murphy's Law' has attained immortality. There are many versions of it floating about, but it goes like this:
1. If anything can go wrong, it will, at the most inopportune time.
2. If there is a possibility of several things going wrong, the one that will cause the most damage will be the one to go wrong...first.
3. If anything just cannot go wrong, it will anyway.
4. If you perceive that there are four possible ways in which something can go wrong, and circumvent these, then a fifth way, unprepared for, will promptly develop.
5. If everything seems to be going well, you have obviously overlooked something.
6. It is impossible to make anything foolproof because fools are so ingenious.
The list stretches on, but OS's hands-down favorite is Kelly's Corollary: Murphy was an optimist.
All this as an introduction to Robert Peston's most recent droll post on the basket case that Ireland has become.
To prevent Irish banks toppling over one after another, the European Central Bank has lent €117bn to them and the Central Bank of Ireland has lent them a further €71bn. So that's €188bn of loans from the eurozone's taxpayers to Ireland's banks - which makes the €67.5bn lent directly by the eurozone and IMF to the Irish government look like peanuts.
And a further €20bn of bank bonds - another form of bank debt - is still guaranteed by the Irish state through the Eligible Guarantee Scheme.
So that is €208bn of taxpayer loans to Ireland's banks - equivalent to a remarkable 154% of GDP.
It gets much worse, in the tradition of Murphy, and OS hopes you take time to read the entire essay.
Today, the banks will have to announce the extent of the damage that has hitherto not been discussed in public. And then, some hard decisions will follow. The illusion spun by The Left that there is no problem, that the massive debts aren't deleterious to a culture's health, that we can just go about business as usual--is just that, and is finally seen for what it is in Eire.
When will our leadership admit the same in the US? Not anytime soon. The story about Chuckie Shumer coaching everyone on the party line within earshot of the press would normally be funny, but the time for laughter has long passed.
Tuesday's effort by the House GOP to wind down the HAMP program, a scandalous failure, in order to save a few billion and protect homeowners from disaster, was met with scorn and vitriol by House Democrats today. It was like watching bad opera, with Barney Frank holding the big spear, wearing the horned helmet.
By noon today in the US, we'll have the news. It will be interesting to see if the markets have any reaction, at all, or even a moment's reflection on what it means.
OS ain't holding his breath, but he sure ain't sitting long on the market either, if yuh know-whudd-I-mean.
The culture shapes the economy long before the economy shapes the culture. Where should we devote our energies?
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Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Thursday, March 17, 2011
OldSouth's One Irish Joke For The Day: Paddy And Mick Go Hunting
Great jokes often are great parables, which is why they survive the years. This one has been around quite a while, in different guises.
Paddy and Mick flew to Canada on a hunting trip. They chartered a small plane to take them into the Rockies for a week of hunting moose.
They managed to bag six moose. As they were loading the plane to return, the pilot said the plane could take only four moose.
The two lads objected strongly. "Last year we shot six. The pilot let us take them all and he had the same plane as yours."
Reluctantly, the pilot gave in and all six were loaded. The plane took off.
However, while attempting to cross some mountains even on full power the little plane couldn't handle the load and went down.
Somehow, surrounded by the moose bodies, only Paddy and Mick survived the crash.
After climbing out of the wreckage, Paddy asks Mick, "Any idea where we are, lad?"
Mick replied, "I think we're pretty close to where we crashed last year."
U.S. Federal Deficit for February 2011 is $223 billion.
The annual Federal deficit was $248 billion in 2006.
Paddy-n-Mick, ya'll.
Paddy and Mick flew to Canada on a hunting trip. They chartered a small plane to take them into the Rockies for a week of hunting moose.
They managed to bag six moose. As they were loading the plane to return, the pilot said the plane could take only four moose.
The two lads objected strongly. "Last year we shot six. The pilot let us take them all and he had the same plane as yours."
Reluctantly, the pilot gave in and all six were loaded. The plane took off.
However, while attempting to cross some mountains even on full power the little plane couldn't handle the load and went down.
Somehow, surrounded by the moose bodies, only Paddy and Mick survived the crash.
After climbing out of the wreckage, Paddy asks Mick, "Any idea where we are, lad?"
Mick replied, "I think we're pretty close to where we crashed last year."
U.S. Federal Deficit for February 2011 is $223 billion.
The annual Federal deficit was $248 billion in 2006.
Paddy-n-Mick, ya'll.
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