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Monday, February 4, 2019

YOU SAID, SO I SAY


My posts in the past day or two have prompted comments on a wide variety of topics, so here is an omnium gatherum of responses.

To Andrew C:  We are feeding our birds sunflower hearts.  I too was astonished to see a robin at the feeder, but there it was, and followed by a number of others.  Here in North Carolina I saw something completely new to me:  a huge flock of robins gathering on the golf course outside our window [don’t ask] and then as a group flying away.  I had no idea robins did that.  Susie and I are not birders – we do not have life lists, for example.  But we have actually been on three birding expeditions:  a trip to the Asa Wright house in Trinidad, a cruise off Baja California, and a birding safari to East Africa.  At our house in Western Mass, we had a bird feeder, and I counted maybe 25 species of birds over the years, including even a flock of wild turkeys that showed up several times, and a magnificent cock pheasant that paraded around on our back patio. 

To Marcel Proust:  I planned a third book on Marx but never wrote it, even though I did research into such arcane topics as the history of the development of index numbers.  Several of my unpublished writings deal with what would have been the subject of that book, including “The Future of Socialism,” “The Indexing Problem,” “A Unified Reading of Marx,” and “The Thought of Karl Marx,” all archived at box.net, accessible via the link on the top of this page of my blog.

To S. Wallerstein:  If I were a bigger man, I would not mind that Vegara beat me to it, but alas I am not a bigger man.  I am reminded of the experience of my old friend and sometime mentor in things Economic, Sam Bowles.  Marx claimed that there is a tendency for the rate of profit to fall because as production becomes more capital intensive, there is less exploitable labor, which, he thought, was the ultimate source of profit.  Sam proved a very lovely theorem showing that in a standard Sraffian model, a capital-intensive innovation in production that gave its discoverer a temporary super-profit would, when it had been adopted by all his competitors, result in an unambiguous rise, not fall, in the rate of profit.  When he announced this to his graduate class, prior to publishing, a student said, “Sam, Okishio proved that years ago.”  Sam was reduced to publishing a paper in the Cambridge Journal of Economics with the title “A New Proof of Okishio’s Theorem.”   Not at all the same thing!

Sunday, February 3, 2019

CREDIT WHERE CREDIT IS DUE


In commenting on a post, Marcel Proust [if only!] offers this observation:

“It has been roughly a quarter century since I last spent time thinking about Sraffa, but IIRC he demonstrated that one could speak equally well about the exploitation of any input to production, not just labor. My recollection is that he used the example of iron and showed how iron could be considered exploited. Again, IIRC, this was based on substituting an iron theory of value rather than a labor theory of value, the former as valid as the latter mathematically. Whatever good was used as the basis of value (labor or iron) would invariably be "exploited."”

Well, it was not Piero Sraffa who demonstrated that.  It was I!  Or more precisely, I proved it, unaware that a few years earlier, Josep Vegara, a Spanish economist, had also proved it.  My proof appeared in an essay entitled “A  Critique and Reinterpretation of Marx’s Labor Theory of Value,” published in the Spring 1981 issue of the journal Philosophy and Public Affairs.  In a comment on my essay, the brilliant Marxist mathematical economist John Roemer noted that Vegara had proved the same theorem in his 1979 book Economia Politica y Modeles Multisectoriales [see pp. 56-7 of that work, for those interested.] 

In my essay, I attempted an alternative mathematical analysis of Marx’s [correct] claim that capitalism rests on the exploitation of the working class.  I was hopeful that Marxists mathematically abler than I would develop my ideas, but that has not happened, to the best of my knowledge.

I realize there is something pathetic about an eighty-five year old man tugging at people’s coat sleeves and saying, plaintively, “I did that, I did that, I really did that,” but inasmuch as this is the only thing I have ever proved in my entire life, I was seriously bummed by Roemer’s news.

DEAD METAPHORS

When Susie and I moved to our retirement community apartment, we put up several bird feeders on the outside of the window in our sun room.  It draws a steady clientele of goldfinches, house finches, wrens, and even the occasional bluebird.  Our new cat is mesmerized by the birds and spends long hours perched on a little step stool, inches from the birds, hoping against hope that the pane of window glass will disappear so that she can get at them.

This morning, unexpectedly, a robin showed up at the feeder.  For those of you who are not bird enthusiasts, a robin is a rather large bird, six or eight times as large as a goldfinch.  As the robin ate its fill of bird seed, the finches and other little birds flew around, intimidated by the robin and afraid to land in the feeder.

For the very first time, I came to understand the original meaning of the familiar phrase "pecking order."

Saturday, February 2, 2019

AN ATTEMPT AT CLARIFICATION


One of the less fortunate side effects of living so much of my life in my head is that I tend to think that if I include a qualification in a subordinate clause or make a passing allusion to a complex argument, what I say or write will be as clear to others as it is to me.  I could puff myself up and say that I am, in this regard, imitating Aristotle rather than Plato, but the truth is I simply forget that the world is not as intimately familiar with my inner thoughts as I am.  I fear I was guilty of such a failure of communication in my response to Professor Kates, a response that elicited comments from Professor Kates himself, from Daniel Langlois, and from S. Wallerstein.  The purpose of this post is to make amends and provide some clarification.

First, in response to S. Wallerstein, I had no intention to conflate Rawls with Becker.  As I have said elsewhere, Rawls’ writings strike me as an elegant and rather baroque rationale for New Deal/Fair Deal Safety Net Welfare State Redistributionist Liberalism of the sort I grew up with and, alas, took for granted as the unquestioned background for my more radical desires.  I am actually not interested in Rawls’ adjustments to his “theory,” because I do not find it a useful way to approach questions of economic and social justice, but I would not want to misrepresent him in the process of ignoring him, so to speak.

Professor Kates says that the Difference Principle is “agnostic between competing economic systems (say, capitalism and socialism).”  In my view, that is a deeply confused position.  Capitalism is an economic system that rests on private ownership of the means of production and the consequent exploitation of the working class.  Socialism rests on collective ownership of the means of production and the consequent banishment of that exploitation.  Any moral or political theory that purports to be agnostic as between these, in my judgment, does not understand the world well enough to have a coherent stand on any issue of major social importance.  I cannot imagine a plausible and defensible argument that would arrive at some first principle of social justice, such as the Difference Principle, while remaining agnostic along the way about the fundamental organization of society.  You will recall that Marx and Engels were scornful of theorists whom they called “Utopian socialists” precisely for conjuring ideal sets of social and economic arrangements without first undertaking an analysis of the structural reality of capitalism.

Now to Daniel Langlois’ rather overheated animadversions: a word or two about marginal product.  I have written about this before at some length, but as I observed above, I really must stop assuming that everyone has read everything I have written!  The concept of marginal product, strictly speaking [and in regard to this matter, I find it helpful to speak strictly] is parasitic on the concept of a production function.  The production function of some output is a real valued function that maps each n-tuple of production inputs onto the quantity of that output that is, of all the indefinitely many good, bad, and even absurd ways of using those inputs to produce that output, the maximum output achievable with that set of inputs.  With regard to each n-tuple of inputs, we may then ask:  Holding all inputs but one constant, and adding one unit to the remaining input, what change, if any, is there in the maximum output achievable with the resulting n-tuple of inputs?  [There is no assumption at all that the actual maximum technique of production with the revised n-tuple will bear any resemblance to the maximum technique with the original n-tuple.]  That change is called the marginal product of that input for that original n-tuple of inputs.

OK.  Is that absolutely clear?

Why on earth does this matter?  Well, a great 18th century mathematician named Leonhard Euler proved a lovely theorem about a special species of functions of real variables called homogeneous functions.  One sub-species of homogeneous functions, linear homogeneous functions, has a mathematical property that, with some heavy breathing and creative imagination, can be interpreted as saying the following:  “If an economy can be represented by a production function of two variables, Capital and Labor, and if that social production function is linear homogeneous, and if Capital is paid the dollar value of its marginal product and Labor is paid the dollar value of its marginal product, then what is paid to Capital and what is paid to Labor exactly exhausts the total social output, and this can be construed as showing that if we leave Capital and Labor alone and do not muck with them by imposing minimum wage laws and such like social engineering, then Capital and Labor will each receive a reward exactly equal to what it contributes to society, and ALL WILL BE FOR THE BEST IN THE BEST OF ALL POSSIBLE WORLDS.

Holy Becker, Batman, can this really be true?

Sure, if a capitalist economy can be represented by a linear homogeneous production function.  But can it?  Alas, no.  How do we know that?  Well, we know because if a capitalist economy has a linear homogeneous production function, then among the variety of things that follow mathematically from this fact is the conclusion that the economy has a zero profit rate [not a zero interest rate – that is something else.]  Has there ever been a functioning capitalist economy with a zero profit rate?

Uh, no. 

But don’t those super smart Economists know all this?  Of course they do.  They teach it to their students in their graduate courses on Microeconomics.  They just don’t mention it in their undergraduate courses or their Op Ed essays or their presentations at Davos.



CONFESSION IS GOOD FOR THE SOUL

This morning I returned to an early morning walk, starting out before five a.m. but only doing two-thirds of my usual walk.  Yesterday, in lieu of a walk, I drove my entire route, using my car's odometer to check the distance, and I made a devastating discovery.  I have been touting this early morning ritual as a "three mile walk," but it seems I been lying.  It is not three miles at all.  It is 2.85 miles.  It is said that confession is good for the soul but I find that rather little consolation.

There is in old expression in baseball to describe an aging outfielder who has slowed down in his pursuit of fly balls.  "He has lost  a step," they say.  It seems I have lost a good many steps as the years have gone by.  

The good news is that my back is mostly healed.  I have been touched, but also somewhat depressed, by how many of you also have back trouble, much of it worse than mine.  Inasmuch as we tend to reproduce before we develop back trouble, there is no evolutionary tendency for strong backs to drive out weak.  Judging from current political trends, the same it seems could be said for intelligence.

Friday, February 1, 2019

SPORTS FAN

When I was a boy, I was a devoted Brooklyn Dodgers fan [the Giants seemed colorless, and the Yankees, in their pinstriped uniforms, struck me as businessmen.]  Then the Dodgers decamped for the West Coast and my heart died a little.  Even when I was living in Boston as a student and young Harvard Instructor, I could never get it on for the Red Sox [I had a prejudice against the American League], although I did once actually see Ted Williams in person.  I was taking the Shore Line back to Boston from New York, and went to the club car for a soft drink [in those days, I did not even drink wine.]  The car was totally empty, so I sat down at a table at one end, and then realized that the Splendid Splinter was sitting all alone at the other end.  Needless to say, I did not disturb him.

Many years later, when I was living in Massachusetts, I became, faute de mieux, a New England Patriots fan, so I look forward to Sunday with anticipation.  Susie's sons, growing up in Chapel Hill, are of course Tar Heels fans, and much to my surprise, Susie loves to watch college basketball [but not pro games, although the level of play is so much higher.]

I even became a Mets fan for my Columbia years, and it stuck with me for a while.  Indeed, one of my happiest memories from my thirties is a sunny October 10th in 1973 when I sat in my lovely third floor pine paneled study in Northampton watching on a tiny tabletop TV set as the Mets beat the Reds in the fifth game of the playoffs to win the National League title, while the broadcast was interrupted by spot announcements of Spiro Agnew's resignation.  It doesn't get any better than that.

As I think I have mentioned, my grandson, Samuel, is a rabid San Francisco Giants fan.  Family takes precedence over tradition, so I go along, but a part of me wishes Patrick had decided to live in L, A.

Thursday, January 31, 2019