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It is better to be roughly right than precisely wrong



I have taught political science to hundreds of undergraduates over the years (don't I sound old?) One of the things that I have most enjoyed talking about is both the challenge and beauty of the public policy process. One of the most common misunderstandings about public policy is the assumption that problems will inevitably have solutions that are one hundred percent effective.

The reality, of course, is that every potential solution will generate new problems that they themselves must be responded to. Thus, the public policy process is better viewed as cyclical rather than linear. This has always been the problem of some of the dialecticians that I have met. Perhaps indicative of the circles that I have frequented, they are often, although not always, of the Marxian variety.

Last night, I was presented with one such example. The photograph above demonstrates both the success and failure of a response to a problem.

Problem
Heavily pregnant mother is tired and sore.

Solution
Hot bath.

Problem
Child wants to play in bath.

Solution
Shut bathroom door.

Problem
Child is able to open door.

Solution
Lock bathroom door.

Problem
Child is loud and confident in expressing displeasure.

Solution
The Very Hungry Caterpillar

Problem
The bath is more enticing than the book

Solution
Chocolate

Problem
Chocolate flavoured dribble

And on it goes...

Comments

. said…
Hilarious!!!

Chocolate solves everything.... sort of :)

Thanks for sharing and get a wet towel quickly before mom realizes the trouble...
Anonymous said…
Thanks for your visit to my blog Brookville Daily Photo this morning. I hope you enjoyed my post today showing the baby rabbit eating the hibiscus flower.

I am now taking a diminishing dose of steroids for my Rheumatoid Arthritis pain and it works. I am pain free. I believe the chemotherapy drug is spelled "Methotrexate" that is used to treat a lot of things from cancer to arthritis and it has side effects that are troubling. So I need to talk to my doctor about it before I take it. Just missing a dose can be a real nightmare.

Anyway, I wanted you to know I stopped-in to repay your visit and comment with mine.

I enjoyed reading your blog post for today about public policies and chocolate (LOL) and I thought your photography was excellent as was the read. I didn't know you did that!

I just got my first shipment of used books from Strand's bookstore in New York City, yesterday. They have 18 miles of used books. Think about that. Anyway, they got here and I am totally happy with those I chose to read. I had to start out by just choosing a category, like photography, and go from there. I don't know how in the world they can keep track of so many books.

Look up Strand bookstore or copy and paste the URL here: http://www.strandbooks.com/app/www/p/home/
Anonymous said…
May I suggest a small tranquiliser gun?
Aieeee! My whole LIFE is like that, LOL!

Cute kid photo though! LOL!

I have a picture of my brother at about that age with chocolate all over face and hands.
Anonymous said…
Hehe! As long as it's just chocolate, life is good, no?

Z in Villigen CH
Priyanka Khot said…
Wow!

I am amazed at the way you linked a political science lesson to daily life... grt read as always!!!

waiting for more Henry stories!
:-)
Dina said…
Funny, I'm just have a few squares of the 60% kind as we speak. Oops, be careful with that mouse and chocolate.
The empty nest comes so soon. Enjoy your challenges while ye may.
The D in D & T said…
chocolate solves everything. except chocolate dribble i suppose :)

are you familiar with carol bacchi's work?
Kris McCracken said…
Cheers, thanks for the comments (I'm catching up, very late!)

There have been a whole heap more problems of late, as I'm sure you imagine!

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