Crimes Against Humanity and Civilization The Genocide of the Arm torrent

The most brilliant young economist in America—the one so deemed, at
least, by a jury of his elders—brakes to a stop at a traffic light on Chicago’s south side. It is a sunny day in mid-June. He drives an aging green Chevy Cavalier with a dusty dashboard and a window that doesn’t quite shut, producing a dull roar at highway speeds.

But the car is quiet for now, as are the noontime streets: gas stations, boundless concrete, brick buildings with plywood windows.
An elderly homeless man approaches. It says he is homeless right on his
sign, which also asks for money. He wears a torn jacket, too heavy for the warm day, and a grimy red baseball cap.

The economist doesn’t lock his doors or inch the car forward. Nor does
he go scrounging for spare change. He just watches, as if through one-way glass. After a while, the homeless man moves along.
“He had nice headphones,” says the economist, still watching in the
rearview mirror. “Well, nicer than the ones I have. Otherwise, it doesn’t look like he has many assets.”