Author Archives: F. E. Guerra-Pujol

Via the Drudge Report, I just learned that Latin music star Ricky Martin was the subject of a domestic abuse restraining order in Puerto Rico (see here). The identity of the person who requested this order, however, is protected under … Continue reading →

On this day (July 4) in 1803, the terms of the treaty between the United States and France for the purchase and sale of Louisiana — the Vente de la Louisiane or “Louisiana Purchase“, a treaty that quite possibly changed … Continue reading →

Your annual reminder of why I don’t like celebrating Independence Day.

Model this! Tyler Cowen and Alex Tabarrok are still my favorite bloggers, by far. To see why, below are links to my top-ten entries for the month of June from their Marginal Revolution blog, an eclectic and wide-ranging repository of … Continue reading →

I am busy proofreading a textbook (Business Law & Strategy, 2nd edition) and putting the finishing touches on the first part of my “Adam Smith in Paris” manuscript, which I will be presenting later this month at the Universidad de … Continue reading →

Check out this misnamed special issue of the Yale Law Journal on “The Law of the Territories“. (Misnamed because, despite the joint U.S.-U.K. Atlantic Charter of 1941, the United States still has several overseas colonies, including American Samoa, Guam, the … Continue reading →

Happy Friday! Check out this beautiful song by Lake Street Dive:

More details here, via Gary Leff. Bonus: the comments to this lame TSA Tweet are on point.

Originally posted on prior probability:
Although we’re a day late, 29 June 2017 marks the 10th anniversary of the launching of the original Apple iPhone.* To honor this occasion, here are some useful links: 1. Tyler Cowen’s essay in praise…

Alternative Title: Review of Chapter 12 of Law and the Invisible Hand I will conclude my review of Robin Paul Malloy’s Law and the Invisible Hand by recommending his book to my loyal readers. In brief, Professor Malloy’s beautiful book … Continue reading →