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From: Dimensional Traveler <dtravel@sonic.net>
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Subject: Re: the future long term financial apocalypse of the USA
Date: Tue, 21 May 2024 12:49:15 -0700
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On 5/21/2024 12:10 PM, William Hyde wrote:
> D wrote:
>>
>>
>> On Mon, 20 May 2024, William Hyde wrote:
>>
>>> D wrote:
>>>
>>>>
>>>> The only regulation that is necessary for two people to transact is 
>>>> what they agree upon.
>>>
>>>
>>> This being  a science fiction newsgroup, let's consider your 
>>> decisions when you are sent back to London in 1870.
>>>
>>> You are hungry, and want some bread.
>>>
>>> Which of the following do you expect to find in your bread?
>>>
>>> (1) Grain
>>> (2) Yeast
>>> (3) Chalk
>>> (4) Alum
>>> (5) Plaster of Paris.
>>>
>>> Do you "agree" with the bakery that you want Alum in your bread? Do 
>>> you even know it is there?   In what sense is your consumption of 
>>> Plaster of Paris an agreed upon transaction if you have no way of 
>>> knowing it is there?
>>>
>>> Full of nourishing wheat with extra chalk, you  rent a room in a new 
>>> building with cheerful bright wallpaper.
>>>
>>> How much Arsenic is in the room?
>>>
>>> (1) Trace amounts
>>> (2) One pound
>>> (3) Two pounds
>>> (4) Three pounds
>>> (5) Four pounds
>>> (6) Five pounds.
>>>
>>> At what point did you agree to  rent a room infused with 3.7 pounds 
>>> of Arsenic? For that matter, did your landlord agree to poison his 
>>> tenants when he bought the wallpaper, or did the manufacturer keep 
>>> silent on just how much Arsenic was needed for those vivid colours?
>>>
>>>
>>>
>>>
>>> William Hyde
>>
>> Needless to say, it is not very good business strategy to poison your 
>> customers.
> 
> Your conclusion is contradicted by reality.  This strategy worked for 
> decades, and in other contexts, works now.
> 
> 
> 
>   I think that is all I will say about this thought experiment.
> 
> 
> Aside from the time travel, this all happened.  There was plaster of 
> Paris in the bread, Arsenic in the wallpaper.
> 
> Nobody asked for this, nobody wanted it, but they got it.  Free market!
> 
> 
>> If you _really_ would like to seriously explore the why and how,
> 
> Oh, I love that "really".  After "really" ignoring the facts I gave 
> above, you point me to "excellent books".
> 
> The facts of history directly contradict your claims.  But you prefer 
> theory.
> 
Correction, he prefers fairy tales.

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