April 2, 2009
By
Bill Singer
http://BrokeAndBroker.com
These
are tough time to persevere. These are tough times to ask folks to climb
through the ropes knowing that they are going to get a beat down for a small
purse. It's even tougher when you realize that you're just being chewed up
by the machinery and this may be your last paycheck. The Bum of the Month
Club is not a job that anyone aspires to--it's what you accept when it's near
the end of the line and you have rent to pay and a family to feed.
Everyday, we see folks swallow their pride in order to get through the day, and
the next.
There
have been some recent glimmers. We were up a few hundred points this week in a
resurgent market. Still, the stories keep coming in of layoffs and
business failures; and that's likely to be what we're going to continue to read
for some time. This mess isn't going to clean up quickly and what we're
likely to see at the end is a battered palooka rather than some matinee
idol.
This
evening, one of the classiest reporters in the business sent me a link to his
Blog. I've know this editor for many years and always appreciated his
eagerness to understand what he was asked to write -- not merely to get enough
lines on the page to fill out his article. He was never one to go through
the motions. Right now, there is a lot of pain on Wall Street, on Main Street,
in our offices and our homes. There is nothing funny about it. It's not a
sound bite. It's not a few lines of fill at the end of a column. Blame who
you will (and there's plenty of that go go round), but never lose sight that the
devastation in our economy exacts a horrendous price that is paid with broken
spirits and ravaged families. As such, I offer you a touching story by a gifted
writer. I have cut and pasted it from the blog of that young reporter,
now just a tad older. It's a slice of life, not pretty, but it's
honest. I find it compelling in that odd way that we press our tongue into
a sore tooth -- there's the pain and there's no pain, and that seems to make us
feel better. Of course, at the end of this story, there is that photo of
the beautiful baby. I hope you come away from this blog with a smile.
Bittersweet but still, a smile.
Some
folks are finally getting it. They see what got us into this mess. They
realize that we can't keep running around the same circle. This time, maybe,
hopefully, we don't think it's simply enough to outlast the recession and go
back to the same misguided policies and failed practices. And if David Serchuk
can just get folks to understand where we are, how we got here, and why this
insanity must change -- then maybe there's hope that this time will be
different.
Me?
Nah, I too much a cynic. I don't think things will change. But then I'm
not the father of that adorable baby Stella. David has more reason to clean up
this mess. Me? I'll just keep answering the bell and battling; but David,
you need to let folks know the score.
Brooklyn Baby Daddy
http://brooklynbabydaddy.blogspot.com/2009/03/get-your-recession-on.html
This blog chronicles the life of me, David Serchuk,
and my wife, Randi, right before, during and after the birth of our child.
Stella. I am an editor and she is a public school teacher. We live in Park
Slope, Brooklyn.
Another quarter just ended, another massive wave of layoffs at the
well-known business journalism firm where I still work. This one came
without much warning, unlike the layoffs that came right as 2009 began, when
25 staffers were let go. But today's was stealthy, and 50 people were let
go, including some truly incredible people that I admire, trust and respect.
It's very hard. It's not war, what happens in cubicle-land, but it's not
pretty either, and real lives are at stake just the same.
My former boss, I'll call him Sam, was laid off today. Sam is one of the
greatest financial minds I've ever known. He literally knew everything I
ever asked him. And when I'd ask him for help he never made me feel bad,
never belittled me. He was truly my friend, as well as my boss. Seeing him
go is very tough. But when I said goodbye to him today he said he's just
glad I wasn't let go, because I'm a dad.
I mean,
c'mon,
how much classier can one guy get? Sam was always gruff, but the kind of
gruff that you couldn't help but love. I owe him just about everything. He
interviewed me to work under him while I had been at the magazine, and
wanted to get out. He decided he wanted me about two minutes into the
interview. He pushed for me to get a
bonus
in 2008 that really, really helped around here. He trained me to work by his
side, and taught me more about business than I could have learned in two
years of b-school for journalists, should such a thing exist. He also is
directly responsible for producing a lot of the native grown talent that
writes for our website. Many people got their start under Sam as raw
rookies, barely able to write a paragraph. Sadly I'm not
exaggerating.
He'd whip them into shape. I did the whipping, too, over the course of the
year and a half we worked arm-in-arm. It wasn't easy, but teaching people
how to write--again, I am not
exaggerating
in some cases--was intensely rewarding. As a result many of Sam's students
remained loyal to him, and trusted him, even as they went on to bigger and
better.
So he's gone, and my well-known financial journalism firm will be the worse
for it.
How did this all come to pass? It's easy to say no one knows for sure, but
there are some real culprits here. All you have to do is look to a piece of
legislature called the
Gramm-Leach-Bliley
Act, also known as the Financial Services Modernization Act of 1999.
Spearheaded by Texas Republican Senator
Phill
Gramm, it
dispersed with the Glass-
Steagall
Act, which had been in place since the Great Depression, and kept banks,
brokerages and insurance firms from being under one roof.
GLB
basically reversed that in the name of competitiveness generally, and
specifically so that
Citigroup
could become the behemoth it became. Now that
Citi
is trading for $2.60 a share, or less than the cost of using one of their
ATMs,
we see how that worked out for everybody.
And it's not like
GLB
passed without a fight, 45 Senators voted against it, but that wasn't
enough. So in the name of keeping up with the rest of the world, ironies
abound sadly, we threw our best safeguards on the fire, and put nothing in
their place. In retrospect, this disaster was inevitable. Imagine screwing
anyone and everyone without a condom for 10 years. You might just get a
disease. You might get AIDS. Well, that's pretty much what our financial
services industry did for a decade, and, guess what, our world economy got
AIDS. There is no real cure except for time, which is a
euphemism
for lots of businesses dying off and people losing their jobs and for wealth
to be destroyed.
Also, guess what? Once these safeguards were removed our financial markets
acted, well, unregulated, in the sense that they no longer were regular. We
had two booms within just a few years of each other, with matching crashes.
Volatility went haywire, even as our pensions evaporated. Just as investing
became more dangerous than ever we were all told we had to become our own
financial advisers. Seemingly time-tested and ironclad strategies like
buying indexed mutual funds in domestic stocks, bonds and some international
stocks suddenly made as much sense at laying down long odds at the dog
track: even if you won it's still a dog. And very few people have won in the
past year. A decade's worth of stock gains are gone. We've all heard about
Japan's lost decade, like it's something to avoid. Guess what, it's already
happened. Now we have to see if we'll have two lost decades.
The greatest irony of the passage of
GLB
is that it was banks, brokers and insurance firms that pushed for it the
hardest, but they've reaped the whirlwind too. Of course they all made easy
billions for years before the Grim Reaper stopped by, and left us losers
holding the bag. Did they know it was going to play out like this? No, but
the truth is, they didn't care much if it did. Instead they just were
overjoyed that they had greater leeway to sell truly terrible products like
variable annuities, which are annuities wrapped in an insurance product of
some kind; expensive to buy, sold but not bought. Can anyone explain to me
why anyone would need one? No, they can't, because you don't. But millions
of people own them, and they're seeing the variable part of this rotten deal
fall apart. You see annuities are by definition supposed to give you annual
returns that are steady and predictable, why would anyone be fool enough to
want that to change? I don't know, I truly don't. I never will.
When
GLB
passed I was just starting out as a financial reporter, at
Compliance
Reporter, a newsletter. I knew it was a big change, and I had a strong
feeling it would not be good. I probably have a story somewhere that attests
to this, as I reported on the passage of the act. But at the time none of my
friends cared. I once brought it up at a party and was met with stony
silence, like I had mentioned euthanizing puppies. My generation didn't
care. And I didn't really know what to do about the story--it was so big,
yet seemed so dull--so I kind of forgot about it for a while. Until I
couldn't forget about it any longer. I understood the act, kind of, but not
the whole thing. But don't be mislead, as mentioned, there were people who
saw
a lot of
this coming, but they were ignored. And the people who pushed for this have
never paid the piper.
One person who saw a lot of this coming is a former source of mine, and
one of the smartest people I've ever met in this business world, or any
world:
Pam
Martens. Pam worked on Wall Street for two decades, and saw the filth
from the inside. She was the lead plaintiff in the groundbreaking
Citigroup
"boom-boom room" sexual discrimination class action lawsuit
against
Citi,
until she was fired by her own attorneys for being too uncompromising. She
gave me one good tip after another when I was at
Securities Week
from 2002-2004. And she warned about the problems to come from
de-regulation
at places like
Citi--i.e.the
dangers of letting places become too big to fail--like a true Jeremiah.
But, sadly, she was also a Cassandra, i.e. right but ignored when people
could have done something about it. So, Pam, it's a great, great shame
that more people didn't listen to you five years ago. May they listen to
you now.
Bill Singer, a longtime securities
attorney, also gave plenty of warnings about the dangers of driving the
small firms out of business in the securities industry. I met Bill in
1999, what a fateful year!, on my first day at
CR, and he gave me
a front page scoop right off the bat. I didn't understand what any of it
meant, but when I called other sources they seemed impressed with what I
told them. (The story involved something called
SOES
firms, and its pretty technical and outdated by now.) But mainly Bill
advocated for the little guy. And, again, he was right. This mess never
could have gotten so horrible had there been more small firms. What
happened is almost that in the financial services world we created
something akin to a mono-culture, shared among maybe five or six firms.
And when one went down they all went down, because they all shared in the
same garbage. More small guys, more competition, more, yes, capitalism
could have prevented a situation where there were five major banks, and
one huge insurance firm called
AIG,
and they all got infected with
subprime
crapola,
passing it off amongst one another in myriad ways. But it was all, in the
end, the same shit. When the firms all became huge they became doubly
dangerous. Bill saw it coming.
So there are a few heroes to go with the much longer list of villains.
GLB
is still on the books, and Glass-
Steagall
remains gone, despite the fact that when it was in place our banking
system never had a large, systemic breakdown. And yet, somehow, when I ask
questions like, hey, why don't we just bring Glass-
Steagall
back, people look at me like I'm nuts. Why that would be wrong, somehow.
It would be admitting the sheer scale of our folly, it would be admitting
that those old guys in 1938, or whatever, were about 12 times smarter than
we are, with our computers. Maybe they were just less greedy.
I get the same look, by the way, whenever I ask the same question about
why don't we simply rebuild the Twin Towers? We just can't. No one knows
why, and everyone I talk to wants it to happen, but we just can't. It
would be admitting that we got it right the first time and can't do
better.
But I'd rather admit defeat and be right, than pretend there is a better
answer when there is not. Banks and brokerages need to be kept at arm's
length. Insurance companies need to avoid both of them. Where I put my
money and where I invest my money should not be the same place. This makes
it harder to rob me. Don't worry, Wall Street, about your so-called
barriers to investment. You still all became millionaires when they were
in place and most of you still had jobs, unlike today. We'll call you.