I thought that Corner readers might get a kick out of a letter, on a theme from yesterday:

Hi, Jay,
I just had to write and tell you this after reading the letter you posted about feeding hungry workers in the Fargo floods. I live in a neighborhood (I’ll keep the city anonymous so the subject of my story doesn’t get in trouble with the local nannies) that has a lot of construction going on. A wonderfully nice woman drives through during lunch hour selling these great tamales out of the back of her van. It’s obvious to me she needs the income, and the workers (and many of us who live here) love her product. She’s doing a booming little tamale business.
I know what she’s doing is probably running completely afoul of the local health-department regulations. But so what? The first time I bought one of her tamales I figured if I got “the revenge” I’d simply stop buying them. I certainly didn’t need some bureaucrat to tell me she wasn’t operating a clean kitchen. She also knows that if her product gave people the trots she wouldn’t sell any more tamales to anyone, so it’s in her economic interest to cook her tamales in a clean kitchen. Free market, free minds!

Sweet Hayekian music: I love the sound of it.