| | Please forgive my newbeness for though I've but rapid read the thread I shall there afford my whack to the cord and dispel all worry and dread:
In Atlas, Dagney Taggart sent a bullet through the heart of the man who could not make up his mind. Although fiction, we the readers permit that the imaginary projectile must have obeyed the the rules of physics and that Dagney must have possessed the necessary experience to achieve the arc of trajectory required to sever the man from his life. Ballistics then, if you would allow me the same courtesy as you have the fictional Dagney, wiil assist us to conceptualize the means of shrugging looters and gulching earnings.
Extropolated by Post-Renaissance man from Greek-thought plane geometry, trigonometry gave the soldiery of the day the ability to remotely sensor the data needed to drop cannon balls over fortifications and onto the heads of their enemy without having their own heads blown off. Soon, however; upon the enemy having ferretted out trigonometric functions for themselves, a race ensued among evolving nation-states to equip their respective militaries with artillery capable of standing ever farther back from their enemies' guns while still invoking the angel of death from the heavens above. By the time industrial capital had Rearden-metalized the formula and ever deadlier warheads could be launched far beyond the horizon, the sheet of calculations had become complex enough to kill one's entire population should the enemy perfect its targeting solutions first during the lag time required to make them. This problem led to the development of both the software and hardware you are reading this posting on, as well as the Internet this signal is thunderbolting across.
Trade on a slightly divergent but often closely proximate trajectory, too found itself pushed toward maximum effeciency by physics and Reardon-metalization. In the rush to deliver payload in the form of marketable goods to population centers between conflagrations, ahead of like-minded others, and despite the constraints of distances and the hazards of navigation, capital creators moved ever more rapidly from oar and hull, to hull and sail, to steel and steam turbine, combustable engines, flight, and eventually jet turbine engines until the critical factor became the lag between loading and unloading ships, trains, planes, and trucks. The ultimate solution here became the intermodal shipping container.
I know "capitalism to be the sole moral means of exchange between men" therefore I do not beg permission of looters to do what is morally correct but rather shrug them and gulch my capital -- the means of production -- empowered by the synergy of the two developments above. My computer and Internet connection allow me to deposit my currency in small amounts scattered in financial institutions around the globe. This places it below the radar of most. And yet it is summoned lightening speed to nearly any vector on Earth. Further, the means of my production are one-factory-cell-per-shipping-container just-in-time configured and deliverable, operatic and at the click of a computer mouse, to almost any location. My product designs perform two functions -- peaceful subversion of the established order and provision of the mechanism for lawful self-governance in its absence.
Gone.
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