Thursday, May 3, 2012

A PARTY ABOARD THE TITANIC

The Titanic has hit an iceberg and is taking on water. The XO knows about it, but he doesn’t want to tell the captain, who’s presiding at a black tie affair with the passengers in first class.



The bilge pumps are swamped so, in order to keep the ship afloat, the XO has ordered that the main engines be rigged to pump out water. The problem is that without the main engines, the ship can’t move forward, and there isn’t a tug on the ocean with the horsepower to take the Titanic in tow.


Below decks, some of the passengers are getting seasick because of the heave and sway of the damaged vessel. Others are confused, because they can hear the throb of the engines, but the ship doesn’t seem to be going anywhere.


The XO has instructed his lieutenants to spread the word that the ship is engaged in maintenance operations and will be underway again shortly. He knows this isn’t true, but he feels it's his duty to provide a credible explanation in order to avoid a panic. As long as people think everything's okay, it's okay, isn't it? The ship's engineer says there's plenty of fuel to keep the engines running ....


Up in first class, they're drinking champagne, talking about what they're going to do when the ship docks in New York -- shows to see, restaurants to try, functions to attend. Elections are due in the fall, of course, and there are rumors of higher taxes and new regulations, maybe even some affecting ocean-going vessels.



Well, perhaps. But there will be time enough to worry about it when they get to New York. For now, they’ve decided to relax and enjoy the party!


Monday, September 12, 2011

IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT

A few nights ago, I watched “Good Will Hunting” again. If you haven’t seen the movie, it’s about a tough kid from South Boston (Will Hunting, played by Matt Damon) who also happens to be a math genius. Will splits his nights between drunken brawling and working as a janitor at MIT – where he amuses himself solving complex math equations on the blackboards … anonymously. As it happens, Will is busted for both of his hobbies simultaneously. As a result, he's faced with a choice of doing six months in jail or seeing a therapist under the supervision of a math professor who’s dazzled by his potential.

The therapist (Sean McGuire, played by Robin Williams) is something of a misfit himself. After a rocky start, he slowly succeeds in establishing rapport. Finally, a turning point is reached in which the therapist discloses that he, like Will, has been a victim of childhood abuse. The scene goes this way:

          SEAN
I don't know a lot, Will. But let me
tell you one thing. All this history,
this shit...
     (indicates file)
Look here, son.

Will, who had been looking away, looks at Sean.

          SEAN
This is not your fault.


          WILL
     (nonchalant)
Oh, I know.


          SEAN
It's not your fault.

          WILL
     (smiles)
I know.


          SEAN
It's not your fault.


          WILL
I know.

          SEAN
It's not your fault.


          WILL
     (dead serious)
I know.

          SEAN
It's not your fault.


          WILL
Don't fuck with me.


          SEAN
     (comes around desk, sits in front of
     Will)
It's not your fault.


          WILL
     (tears start)
I know.



          SEAN
It's not...



          WILL
     (crying hard)
I know, I know...

Sean takes Will in his arms and holds him like a child. Will sobs like a baby. After a moment, he wraps his arms around Sean and holds him, even tighter. We pull back from this image. Two lonely souls being father and son together.


From “Good Will Hunting” © 1997. Matt Damon & Ben Affleck.

On the one hand, this scene is something of a cliché. Breakthroughs in therapy are rarely so dramatic. Therapists like to retain objectivity and tend not to take patients in their arms. On the other hand, for those who have experienced childhood abuse, the scene has tremendous power, because it captures a fundamental psychological truth: self-blame is a well-neigh universal concomitant of childhood abuse.

The connection between childhood abuse and self-blame may be well known, but it is not by any means well understood. Nor, in my opinion, is the reason why overcoming self-blame is such an essential part of the healing process.

WHY DO VICTIMS BLAME THEMSELVES?

Considered within the Judeo-Christian moral construct, the self-blame victims impose on themselves defies logic. We may not like watching a lion kill a lamb, but we don't blame the lion for it.  Why?  Because blame requires a moral choice.  If there is no ability to choose, blame is inappropriate.  According to Judeo-Christian belief, the child is a moral tabula rasa.   Why would victims raised within this system blame themselves for having been abused?  The victims didn't choose their parents or teachers or priests.  Why would they be responsible for abuse suffered at their hands?


The common response of modern psychology is to assume the child engages in self-blame because the abusive adult suggests to the child that he or she is at fault – as a way of justifying abusive adult behavior. In the case of child sexual abuse, psychologists also postulate self-blame is based on confusion arising from the fact that, while the experience was unwanted, it may also have been, in some measure, pleasurable. Based on this analysis, psychologists (and screenwriters) tend to think that once victims of abuse fully understand and thereby dissolve the self-blame, they are able to begin the healing process.


While it is true that confronting self-blame can be cathartic, it is also true that such catharsis is not a lasting state. Even if self-blame is consciously relinquished, if that blame is redirected to the abusive adult, to the Church, or to society as a whole, depression and anger tend to remain. The victim often clings stubbornly to feelings of worthlessness and guilt, regardless of the apparent illogic.

Why is this?


VICTIMS AND THE LAW OF KARMA
Once one accepts that the law of cause and effect operates in the psychological realm, just as it operates in the physical, the principles of psychological healing become more comprehensible. If we accept that everything happens as a result of our own past actions, we must admit that if we have suffered abuse in this life, it is because we have been guilty of abuse in some other. To be sure, most of us are not – mercifully – aware of our past life errors. But that doesn’t mean we aren’t responsible for them, or that we don’t carry with us the feelings, traits and tendencies they have engendered. These are, sorry to say, very much with us, taking the form of moods and reactions that are so much a part of us that we take them for granted, even if we don’t understand them.

Since we’re ignorant of our past life errors, we’re also ignorant of our need for forgiveness. What’s more, we’re ignorant of our past life situation – of the reasons we made the mistakes we made. So, even if we suspect that we may deserve the things that have come to us, we may not suspect that we are deserving of understanding and forgiveness.

This is why so many victims of childhood abuse are stuck in a stubborn sense of guilt and worthlessness. Merely being told that we were children and, therefore, not responsible, doesn’t necessarily help us. And displacing blame to the adult, or to the church, or to society, doesn’t help us, either. Why?


Because it does not awaken within us the understanding that the abuser is, himself, a victim. It does not help us to realize that the abuser is, himself, worthy of forgiveness. On the other hand, if we are able to forgive our present life abusers, then we are able to believe that we, ourselves, are worthy of forgiveness.


From a spiritual perspective, we are all victims of abuse. If we are victims, we are also abusers. And if we are abusers, we are all in need of healing and forgiveness. There is, in this sense, no distinction between normal and abnormal psychology.


We are all God’s children. We are taught God doesn’t judge us. We are taught He loves us unconditionally. But in all honesty, how many of us can say we really believe it?


Perhaps if we invest a little less time in judging and condemning and a little more time in understanding and forgiving, we will draw the grace of the One who created this colossal motion picture show to begin with.


“Judge not, and ye shall not be judged: condemn not, and ye shall not be condemned: forgive, and ye shall be forgiven.”


Matt Damon and Ben Affleck didn’t say that but, who knows, maybe they’ll do a sequel.



Thursday, July 28, 2011

WHAT A MESS!

My fellow Americans --

Okay, let’s get something straight. The law of cause and effect operates as perfectly, as justly, and as inexorably in the realm of human affairs as it does everywhere else. People get what they deserve – no more and no less. Nothing happens by chance, right?

So, if American legislators are impatient, intractable and infantile  –  which they definitely are  –  what do we suppose is the reason for it?  

Do you think –  just maybe –  we need to look at ourselves?

Here's my scorecard:

• We Americans are arrogant. We hypnotize ourselves with the myth of “American Exceptionalism” but, in reality, the most exceptional thing I can see is how quickly we’ve seen our empire fall.  I think historians would be hard pressed to find another that declined further in half a century.

• We’re ignorant – of our history, of our politics, of our economics, and of ourselves. We refuse to accept responsibility for our circumstances, and are quick to blame others for problems we have caused ourselves. We blame the politicians for bad government, Hollywood for bad movies and teachers for bad schools – even thoughit is we who elect the politicians, we who go to the movies and we who raise the kids who act out and fail to learn in the schools.

• We’re impatient. When we want something, we want it now.  If we don’t have the money to pay for it, we whip out a credit card and run up a bill.

• We lack self discipline. If we have indigestion, we don’t stop eating the greasy, spicy, devitalized food that caused it . We take a pill.

• We’re selfish. We want bridges and parks and pensions and highways, but we don’t want to tax ourselves to pay the cost.

• We’re soft and self-indulgent. We think we’re entitled to go through life unchallenged, unflustered and unharmed. We say we hate the lawyers, but if anything happens, we immediately want to sue.

• We’re lazy –  physically, emotionally, intellectually and spiritually. Whatever it is, we want it now, and we want it free.

So, my fellow Americans, here’s a suggestion. When tempted to complain about the “mess in Washington”, let’s first resolve to do something about the mess within ourselves.

Friday, June 10, 2011

IT'S COMPLICATED ....

 The world is a complicated place.
When I was growing up, there was Pepsi and Coke. Now, it’s hard to even keep track of the different kinds of Coke.  New Coke, Coke Classic, Decaf Coke, Diet Coke, Coke Zero, Vanilla Coke, Cherry Coke, Coke with Lemon, Coke with Lime, Black Cherry Vanilla Coke. Versions appear and disappear like sub-atomic particles in a bubble chamber. On its website, the Coca Cola Company boasts a “portfolio” of no less than 3500 beverage brands. And that’s just Coca Cola!





The Cereal Aisle
 When I was a kid, the choice for breakfast was Wheaties, Corn Flakes, Rice Krispies or Cheerios –  wheat, corn, rice or oats. Now, entire aisles are devoted to cereal.  (An article in Wikipedia lists no less than 452 different kinds of the stuff!)

There used to be three TV channels – NBC, ABC, and CBS.  Now there are hundreds. And you know what?  They all suck.

The hardware store has become the Home Depot; the grocery store has become the megamarket; and the department store has become the mall.

But what have the people become?


Savings accounts and checking accounts weren't enough. We needed credit cards, debit cards, online trading accounts, electronic statements and automatic billpay with overdraft protection. We can discover our exact financial status and credit score at any hour of the day or night.


But are we in any way enriched by this?

Technology was supposed to simplify our lives. That's what the futurists said. Technology would relieve mankind from the drudgery of tedious and repetitive tasks, freeing him to concentrate on the finer things in life. 

Do you think they were referring to the Fruit Ninja, or Angry Birds?

News Flash! The evidence is in, and technology has NOT improved the quality of our life. While the available media for delivering entertainment and information have multiplied exponentially, the quality of the content they deliver has remained the same, or maybe even moved down a notch. 

Far from fostering a sense of well being or connection, mobile devices have fueled an insatiable demand for ever-increasing sensory stimulation, turning us into a bunch of fidgeting, twittering, text messaging … jerks. The average American today has an attention span equal to the length of the average shot in an action film, and his thoughts are about as deep as the flat panel TV he bought to watch it on.

How could the futurists have been so far off – assuming technology would bring a utopia where the fruits of creativity were actually put to productive use?  They really must have been dreamers!  If they'd given it a little thought, they would have realized that technology is nothing but a tool.  People will use it for whatever their fears and desires drive them to use it for.  So the question, isn’t, “Why hasn't technology improved the quality of life," but “Why have people chosen it use it the way they have?”


I don't know why God made the world complicated (which he did), but I do know why mankind makes it more complicated. 

We do it because we aren't satisfied with life the way it is.  We think it's too hard, too hard, too dangerous, too boring.  We don't like the fact that we get tired, or that we get sick, or that we get old. We don't like that our hair turns gray, or that our breasts sag, or that we lose our virility.  We don't like the fact that sex causes babies; or that drugs cause hangovers; or that spicy food gives us stomach aches. We don't like work. We don't like the fact that life is repetitive; or that it requires patience, and endurance.  And beyond all that, we are incapable of admitting – even though it's as plain as the nose on our face –  that the only real faults in the world are the ones within ourselves.  We would change the whole world rather than change even the slightest flaw within own character. 

We are confused.  We think that because we have the ability to alter our environment, we can also alter the consequences of our own actions.  If we would look around us, we would realize that our power with respect to consequences is limited.  All we can do is deflect them, alter their trajectory, and maybe put them off for awhile.  We can never eliminate them.

But we don't want to confront these facts, so we distract ourselves.  That's exactly what we're doing –  our entire society.  We're distracting ourselves with complexity because there is something – call it the invisible 800 pound gorilla in the room – that all of us are desperately trying to ignore.  And what is that?


Sorry to say, it's our potential –  the sum total of all we can be if we have the courage to confront the boring, annoying and scary things life presents to us from moment to moment –  which are nothing but the consequences of our past actions, which we are trying assiduously to avoid. 

In other words, we're distracting ourselves from our responsibility to suck it up and act like adults.

So, I propose an experiment.  Let's take a day, one day, in which we watch ourselves, unremittingly, from moment to moment, without reaction, mental comment or judgment.   And for that 24 hours,  let's pay special attention when we reach for a cell phone, a gaming console, or TV remote.  And let's see if we can identify the thought or feeling we had right before we had the impulse to distract ourselves.  My suggestion is, that if we will do this, we'll begin to reconnect with our selves, our lives, and who we really are.






  

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

CAPTAIN MIDNIGHT AND THE SECRET DECODER

On a mountaintop, high above a large city, stands the headquarters of a man devoted to the cause of freedom and justice... a war hero who has never stopped fighting against his country's enemies... a private citizen who is dedicating his life to the struggle against evil men everywhere... CAPTAIN MIDNIGHT!
Thus ran the overheated lead-in to one of my favorite TV shows when I was growing up as a kid in suburban Philadelphia. (The show's appeal no doubt had something to do with the fact that there were no mountaintops high above suburban Philadelphia.  Nor were there any private citizens dedicating their lives to the struggle against evil men everywhere -- at least not as far as I knew.)

The premise of the show was that a guy named Jim Albright – a crack ex-fighter pilot – headed up something called the Secret Squadron under the code name, Captain Midnight.  The Secret Squadron was a private cabal of freelance crime-fighters who took on assorted bad guys in the interest of truth, justice, and the American Way. The principal Squadron members, in addition to the Captain, were his comedy sidekick, Icabod (“Ikky”) Mudd, and his resident scientist, Aristotle (“Tutt”) Jones, who consulted on technical matters. While Captain Midnight took on a variety of villains in his brief TV lifespan of 39 episodes – a clear majority of them had ties to Communist espionage of one kind or another. This was, after all, the 1950s.

In those days, every show had a single, definable sponsor, and in the case of Captain Midnight, it was delicious, chocolaty flavored Ovaltine, a milk additive shamelessly hawked by the Captain in long-winded, face-on commercials of the kind common in the days when lax regulation and cheap ad rates went hand in hand.

“A single mug of hot, chocolaty Ovaltine builds muscles 12 ways; increases IQ; provides 100 percent of the minimum daily requirement of 27 essential vitamins and minerals.”

It didn’t matter what the Captain said about the product. What mattered was that he endorsed it. That was enough. I wanted Ovaltine. I believed in the essential indispensibility of Ovaltine.

And that was before the Captain announced that each and every one of us could become members of the Secret Squadron by obtaining our very own Secret Decoder Pin.  How?  Simple. Just write your name and address on a piece of paper, put it in a stamped envelope – along with the inside wax paper seal from the top of a jar of Ovaltine –  and send it to:

Captain Midnight
Box P
Chicago 77, Illinois
Needless to say, if there had ever been any doubt about the necessity of getting a jar of delicious, chocolaty Ovaltine, this erased it completely.

The way it worked, each week, in a special segment of the show, Captain Midnight gave the Secret Squadron members out there in television land a secret code, consisting of a series of numbers. Those fortunate enough to possess a Secret Decoder Pin could then, by spinning a dial on the Decoder, translate the numbers into letters, thereby deciphering the secret message. To a Captain Midnight fan like myself, this made Ovaltine a no-brainer.

Except for one small problem. Ovaltine – a mixture of sugar, malt, cocoa and whey – was just the sort of non-essential luxury food item my final markdown Mom would never dream of buying, or even allowing in the house – unless there was a coupon entitling her to obtain at least double her money back from the manufacturer.  Not only that, but my Mom was a precocious skeptic when it came to nutritional claims.

“The vitamins and minerals are in the milk,” she would say, “The flavoring adds nothing but sugar and fat and, from what I've read, those don't have minimum daily requirements.”

So, faced with these realities, how on earth was I going to get a seal from the top off a jar of Ovaltine?

I could nag, of course.  But nagging in our family was tricky.  Too little and you didn't get what you wanted, but but too much, and you ran the risk of  "upsetting your mother", which brought down the sure and awesome wrath of our father.

Being "a good boy" was a theoretical possibility, of course.  But while being good might bring occasional praise, it never seemed to accomplish much of a material nature.  Finagling from a friend at school was also possible, but experience had demonstrated that it would ultimately prove demeaning. I considered trading for it.  But trade what?  I never collected baseball cards. Toys were scarce at my house. Cap guns were forbidden; fireworks were illegal.  Realistically, there was only one course of action open to me.

So, the next time I went to the supermarket with my Mom, I took a penknife acquired during a short stint in the Cub Scouts. When she wasn’t looking, I cadged a jar of Ovaltine from the shelf and hid it in the cart. Then, the next time she wasn’t looking, I managed to unscrew the cap, cut the circular seal from the top, screw the cap back on the jar, and put the seal in my pocket.

When we got to the checkout counter, my Mom picked up the Ovaltine. “What’s this?”

“Delicious, chocolaty Ovaltine,” I answered. “It gives you a hundred per cent of your minimum daily requirements of vitamins and minerals.”

She glanced at the ingredients, then at me. “So does a balanced diet.”

I sighed.  "Put it back?"

She nodded. "Put it back."



The announcer said to allow six to eight weeks for delivery, but frankly, I couldn’t see why it should take that long. After all, Chicago wasn't all that far from Pennsylvania. So, two days after I mailed away for the Secret Decoder Pin, I began checking the mail.
Five days passed, six days, a week. Eight days, nine days.  Time passed by at an agonizing pace. It seemed there was nothing in my life but the daily wait for the mailman.

I began to think maybe I had forgotten to put a stamp on my envelope to Chicago 77, Illinois.  I wondered if I had written my own address correctly on the slip of paper I enclosed. When three weeks had passed, I began to consider the possibility that I was jinxing things through the very act of expectation.  Maybe if I were more detached, more nonchalant, I would open the door for the Secret Decoder Pin to come to me. Sadly, detachment was not yet for me. The more I tried not to think about the Secret Decoder Pin, the more I thought about the Secret Decoder Pin.  As the days and weeks went by, rather than getting easier, the daily wait for the mailman grew more and more intolerable.

After a month, my impatience turned to anger. Anger at Captain Midnight, anger at the Secret Squadron, anger at the Secret Decoder Pin itself, and anger at the makers of Ovaltine. I began to turn off the show when the Captain got ready to announce the secret code.  I told myself I didn’t want the Secret Decoder; and I didn’t care about the secret code.

After six weeks, I had convinced myself that the promotion was a hoax, a cynical swindle perpetrated by the makers of Ovaltine to sell more of their wretched product to unsuspecting idiots like myself.  I told myself I didn't care whether the lousy Decoder Pin came or not; that I had been a fool ever to get involved with it; and that never, ever in my life again would I allow myself to be hoodwinked like this. 

Of course, in a way, I hadn't actually been hoodwinked, because I hadn't actually purchased the product. At first this made me feel better – because, at least the makers of delicious, chocolaty Ovaltine hadn't gotten their hands in my pockets.  But then, it dawned on me that maybe they had gotten their hands in something worse.  I remembered my heart racing as I unscrewed the Ovaltine; cutting out the waxed paper seal.  I remembered my little act,  pretending to be a good boy, reluctantly returning the Ovaltine to the shelf.  And the more I thought about it – stealing a little round piece of wax paper, scamming my Mom –  the more I felt, well ... pathetic.  
Then, on a Monday, just about eight weeks after I sent away for it, the Decoder Pin appeared in the mail in a plain, Kraft paper envelope. It was small, maybe an inch and a half in diameter, made of tin, with a jet plane on one side and, on the other side, a dial with letters printed on it, and around the dial, a circle of numbers, which were embossed.  For a moment, I looked at the pin, feeling a momentary sickness at how cheaply my integrity had been bought. Then, I dropped the pin in the pocket of my flannel shirt and quickly forgot.

I’m told the secret messages Captain Midnight delivered to the Secret Squadron each week generally had to do with drinking delicious, chocolaty Ovaltine, or sometimes getting your Mom to buy more. I don’t know that for a fact, though. Because a few days after the Decoder came in the mail, my Mom washed my flannel shirt with the Decoder in it, and all the letters came off.

I suppose it was time to move on.




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Tuesday, December 21, 2010

THE DEVIL'S BARGAIN

Let's start with a few quotes:

Thomas Jefferson
I sincerely believe that banking establishments are more dangerous than standing armies.” -- Thomas Jefferson



James Madison

"History records that the money changers have used every form of abuse, intrigue, deceit, and violent means possible to maintain their control over governments .....”  -- James Madison

Abraham Lincoln
 “The money power preys on the nation in times of peace, and conspires against it in times of adversity. It is more despotic than monarchy, more insolent than autocracy, more selfish than bureaucracy. It denounces, as public enemies, all who question its methods or throw light upon its crimes.”   -- Abraham Lincoln

Henry Ford

“It is well enough that people of the nation do not understand our banking and monetary system, for if they did, I believe there would be a revolution before tomorrow morning.” --  Henry Ford

Franklin Roosevelt


“The real truth of the matter is … that a financial element in the large centers has owned the government of the U.S. since the days of Andrew Jackson.”  -- Franklin D. Roosevelt

These gentlemen didn't share the same politics.  But there's one thing they agree on.  Banks and bankers have always been dangerous.  The question is, why?   It would also be nice to know how it got that way, and if there's anything that can be done about it.


The Short Answer

Why are the bankers dangerous to democracy?  The short answer is that debtors are inevitably beholden to their creditors.  When the debtors are democracies, this means elected officials -- indeed, entire governments, are beholden to unelected individuals and organizations.  It's as simple as that - not exactly rocket science.  The more interesting question is, how does this come to happen?  Only when we understand that, can we figure out what, if anything, can be done about it.

Wars Cost Money ....

Historically, the story starts with a war.  It could start other ways –  such as excessive public spending on welfare benefits or celebrations or public monuments, but it generally doesn’t.  Because while there are many ways to squander resources, only when we fight wars do we use resources to destroy other resources, which virtually guarantees there won't be enough resources to go around.



Guns, bullets, artillery, tanks, aircraft, warships, smart bombs – are manufactured not only to kill and maim, but also to destroy infrastructure –  blow up bridges, burn crops, level factories. Even if the winner engages in plunder, exacts reparations, or steals natural resources, the booty rarely reimburses its cost for the war –particularly if we include the loss of trade and agricultural production.

The consequences are far worse for the loser. Along with destruction come disgrace, dishonor, and the sure and certain downfall of every political leader even remotely associated with the conflict.  Although nobody wants to lose a war, the aversion is probably greatest among the rulers and politicians.

History teaches that the biggest and best-equipped armies generally wind up winning. Given the enormous cost of arms and armies, there is never enough in the national treasury, and taxes can never be raised fast enough in the face of looming hostilities. So in the run up to a war, the prospective combatants tend to compete strenuously in a preliminary battle ... to borrow money.

Who lends this money?  Why do they lend it?  And how?

In early times, the motives for lending were as clear as those for borrowing: patriotism (mingled with an aversion to being enslaved or murdered), and the protection of property. As to the identity of the lenders, they were generally those who stood to lose the most if the war was lost; or, in other words, the richest members of society.

The important thing to note about these arrangements is that the wars were, in essence, being financed out of SAVINGS. Since the sovereign didn't have sufficient savings, it borrowed from the savings of private citizens.

But about 500 years or so ago, a new wrinkle was introduced. Wars began to be financed through intermediaries using various types of legal instruments evidencing government indebtedness. The motive of these intermediaries was neither patriotic nor personal. They did it in hopes of realizing a profit from an activity that would have been illegal in the absence of government complicity.

Other People's Money ....

The use of gold as a store of value allowed for the accumulation of wealth beyond the perishables you could store in a granary or warehouse.   But gold involved problems of transit and storage.  In ancient Egypt and Mesopotamia, gold was stored in temples under the auspices of priests -- presumably on the theory no one would steal from a house of God.  In Greece and Rome, private entrepreneurs began offering additional services.  Not only did they accept deposits, they also financed trade by arranging credit in distant cities, so physical coins didn’t have to be transported.

With the fall of Rome, trade declined.  Throughout Mediaeval times, wealth was land, the ownership of which was concentrated in the feudal nobility.  Still, finance was necessary for war – especially the Crusades. Since the Church took a dim view of money-lending, the need for finance was met largely by Jews (a favor returned in modern times by born-again Christians who help finance the State of Israel).

With the rise of the Italian city states, lending to finance trade again came to the fore. This came to be concentrated in Florence, particularly in the hands of the Bardi and Peruzzi, who also dabbled in the financing of wars. This could be profitable, but it was risky.  The Bardi discovered this in 1354, when Edward III of England defaulted on his loans during the Hundred Years War, sending the family into bankruptcy.  But another Florentine family quickly took their place, mixing commerce, finance and politics – the Medici.

With the rise of the Habsburgs, the center of power -- and finance -- shifted to Bavaria.  The Fugger dynasty rose to prominence making loans to Archduke Sigismund and Emperor Maximilian I. With the assistance of a brother in Rome, they handled remittances to the papal court of proceeds from the sale of indulgences. However, in addition to this low-risk enterprise, they leant heavily to Philip II of Spain, who wound up defaulting four times in the second half of the sixteenth century when cash flow from the New World proved insufficient to finance his various wars in Europe.

Two hundred years later, a Frankfurt coin dealer by the name of Mayer Amschel Rothschild rose to power by assisting William IX, wealthy ruler of the German state of Hesse-Kappel, with his banking  needs.  Eventually, with William’s blessing, Mayer and his sons gained entrée into other royal courts of Europe. When the Napoleonic wars broke out, the Rothschilds gambled heavily on the eventual defeat of Napoleon by arranging loans to his enemies.  In this case, the bankers bet right.  By the end of the war the family had built a network of financial connections that placed it at the heart of government finance across Europe, a position it has never really lost.

Which leads to a single historic truth:

The rise and fall of bankers has always been inextricably linked to the rise and fall of governments.
Have you ever asked yourself why that is?   Why would a bank finance a war?  At present, in the aftermath of a historic housing crash, the overall delinquency rate on residential mortages in the United States is about 8%.  Yet in a war, 50% of the participants generally wind up losing. And the losers generally don't pay back their loans.  So why take the risk?


Why Banks Finance Wars
 
To understand the link between banks and governments, you need to go back to the nature of banking.  Recall that it began with dealers storing other people's gold. When the owner of the gold made a deposit, the dealer issued a receipt. Over time, people came to realize that so long as the gold was held in secure storage, it made no difference if the physical gold was transferred, or merely the receipt for it.  And since it was easier to transfer the receipts, they came to be traded like the gold they represented. In other words, they became money.

Knowing that the gold dealers had gold, people came to them seeking loans and, naturally, these potential borrowers were willing to pay interest. The easiest way for the dealers to make the loans was to issue gold receipts that the borrowers could use in trade and, since there was no way to know how much gold a dealer held for his own account or how many receipts he had issued against it, there was a clear temptation for the dealers to issue receipts – and earn interest – on gold they didn’t really own. So long as they had enough gold on hand to satisfy periodic demands for physical delivery, no one would ever know the difference.

In the beginning, gold dealers imposed a charge on gold owners for storage.  But the practice of money lending quickly became so profitable that the gold dealers began offering to pay interest on deposited gold, instead. At this point, the legal relationship between gold dealers and gold depositors was subtly transformed from one of safekeeping, in which the dealer was providing a storage facility, to a form of loan, in which the gold depositor lent gold to the dealer and the dealer became indebted to the depositor for return of gold in an amount equal to the amount deposited, plus interest.

Over time, gold dealers realized that they could create gold receipts in an amount far in excess of the amount of physical gold they actually held on deposit. In fact, they could issue receipts in an amount that was limited only by the degree of confidence their depositors had in their ability to return the metal when it was needed.

This was the beginning of so-called fractional reserve banking, which exists to this day, and there are two critical points to understand about it.

The first is, that what the gold dealers did when they issued gold receipts in excess of the amount of gold they had on deposit was to create money out of thin air.  Before that time, money (gold) had to dug out of the ground by the sweat of a man’s brow. When gold receipts came to be accepted in lieu of physical gold, money could be created with the stroke of a pen, and in unlimited amounts.

The second point is that what the gold dealers did was a form of fraud (defined, in the California Civil Code, for example, as "the suggestion, as a fact, of that which is not true, by one who does not believe it to be true" or "the suppression of that which is true, by one having knowledge or belief of the fact"). By lending gold, the dealers were making an implied representation that they owned the gold which, of course, they didn't.  In fact, when they lent gold in an amount greater than the reserves they had on hand, they actually purported to lend something that didn't exist. This certainly seems to constitute fraud by any reasonable definition.

Now, clearly this situation was known to the kings and princes who did business with the banks – or, anyway, to their finance ministers. So why didn’t they just send the gold dealers to prison.

The simple answer is this: The governments needed more money than there was gold, and the only way they could get that money was to let the banks create it.

Wars destroy resources, as mentioned above.  And they’re unimaginably expensive. They always cost more than the sovereign has on hand at the outbreak of hostilities. So in the fervor to raise the necessary funds for war, a bargain is struck, between the bankers and the governments.  The bankers are allowed to create money, so long as it is created for the benefit of the government.

Of course, there are problems. Once the government is indebted to the bankers, it loses its ability to regulate the bankers. It has to tread lightly, covering up their peccadilloes and blunders.  It has to go easy in establishing reserve requirements.   It has to institute a system of insurance to make sure depositors keep depositing.  If the system stumbles the government has to prop it up. (After all, government is the biggest borrower.)  It has to establish a central bank to bail the bankers out when depositors run for the doors. Eventually, it becomes complicit in the fraud.

Those guys at the beginning of the post -- Jefferson and Madison and Lincoln, FDR and Henry Ford?  That’s what they were talking about.

To finance wars, nations spend money they don’t have. And to get that money, they make a deal with the bankers to create it out of thin air.

A Devil’s Bargain.

You were wondering why the banks are too big to fail?  Because if they fail, they take the governments down with them. 

Let’s end with another quote.


“Give me control of a nation's money and I care not who makes it’s laws.”
 --  Mayer Amschel Rothschild
Is this the face of democracy?  Until we stop borrowing money and fighting wars, I'm sorry to say, the answer is, yes.

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

THE BIG LIE III - INFLATION

There are enough lies about inflation that if you tried to deal with them all, you’d wind up writing a textbook. But we have to start somewhere, so ....

Let’s start with the definition. Most people – journalists and economists included – think inflation means “a general increase in prices.” But defining inflation as an increase in prices is like defining war as an increase in casualties. It tells you nothing useful about what caused it. So, for the record, inflation is not an increase in prices.  It's an increase in the supply of money (or credit). When the supply of money (or credit) increases faster than the supply of things you can buy with the money (or credit), prices go up.  No "demand pull"; no "cost push".  Inflation has nothing to do with labor union contracts or monopoly pricing power.  It has to do with one thing and one thing only: credit.

But no one wants to admit the problem is credit because the institutions that create the credit (i.e., banks) make money by creating credit. And the institution that allows them to make money creating credit (i.e. the government) is the world’s biggest user of credit (in other words, the world's biggest debtor).

Not only is the U.S. government the world’s biggest debtor, but it reports to a bunch of ill informed,  irresponsible adolescents (i.e. voters) who refuse to cut back on the stuff they get from the government or to tax themselves enough to pay for it.

As a result, it’s impossible for the government to cover costs on a current basis, let alone pay back what it owes from its past exhuberances.

So, faced with this impossible situation, what does the government do? 

First, it obfuscates.

So for example, on November 10, 2005, the Federal Reserve issued a press release stating that it as of March, 2006, the statistical monetary measure known as M3 would no longer be reported.  According to the Fed, the reason for this was that "M3 does not appear to convey any additional information" and the Fed "judged that the costs of collecting the underlying data and publishing M3 outweigh the benefits."  This was, of course, complete nonsense. M3 was the broadest and most useful measure of money in the economy, including not only checking account balances but time deposits, money market funds and repurchase agreements as well (repurchase agreements being the Fed's favorite mechanism for injecting liquidity into the monetary system). The reason the Fed stopped reporting M3 wasn't that it was not a useful number; it was because it was too useful and showed the money supply growing far faster than the underlying economy.

The second thing the Government does is, of course, lie. 

The first lie is about the amount of borrowing.  The government uses accounting practices that make it look like it’s borrowing less than it's actually borrowing. So, for example for fiscal 2009, the government reported a deficit of about $1.2 trillion. But if the deficit had been calculated in accordance with the "generally accepted accounting principles" that businesses use, the deficit would have been $1.4 trillion – or $200 billion greater.

On a balance sheet basis, at this writing, the "national debt"  as officially reported by the U.S. government, is about $13.85 trillion, or $125,400 per taxpayer.  But this "official number" leaves out unfunded liabilities for Social Security, Medicare and prescription drug benefits of $111.7 trillion, or a staggering $1 million per taxpayer. In other words, most of the debt is hidden. 

(These numbers don't include state and local debt or personal debt of $16 trillion.)

The next thing the government lies about is the extent to which prices are rising.

First, the government pretends that increases in the prices of certain things somehow shouldn’t be counted. For example, asset prices (stocks, bonds, real estate, precious metals) are excluded from the Consumer Price Index (CPI) on the theory that they aren’t “consumed”. Okay, they’re not consumed, but why should a price index be limited to goods that are consumed?  To the extent that inflationary government policies disproportionately benefit the rich (as they have done in America over the past 35 years or so), it’s logical to assume that most of the price impacts will be reflected in asset prices because rich people save more than poor people and asset investments are made from savings.  

Second, the Bureau of Labor Statistics excludes certain prices from the CPI because they’re supposedly too hard to measure. Interestingly, the excluded items go up faster in price than many of the items that are included. Among these excluded items are health care costs and the costs of higher education.

Another exclusion is reflected in the Federal Reserve’s concept of “core inflation” which it reportedly likes to consider in setting monetary policy. As we are repeatedly told in the financial press, core inflation excludes "volatile food and energy prices”. Food and energy prices are volatile alright, but their volatility seems to be primarily in an upward direction.

Creative and entertaining lies are reflected in several "adjustments" that have been built into the Consumer Price Index over the years to reduce the rate of price increases as publicly reported.  Among these are “geometric weighting” which automatically reduces the weight of a product in the index to the extent that its price increases.  The theory here is that consumers will buy less of a product if its price has risen.  Of course they will buy less, but reducing the weight of expensive items results in an index that no longer measures a constant standard of living.  As the CPI is presently calculated, it measures an ever-declining standard of living.   A second categroy of lies are called “hedonic price adjustments” which automatically reduce the dollar price actually paid by consumers within the index to account for supposed increases in product quality or function.  The problem is, no adjustments are ever made to increase the prices of items to account for reductions in product quality, or the availability of customer service.

(A complete catalog of the chicanery engaged in by the Bureau of Labor Statistics is beyond the scope of this post, but if you’d like to educate yourself further, you can go here:  http://www.shadowstats.com/article/consumer_price_index)

To be sure, there are a lot of lies told about inflation. But behind those lies is a bigger lie – a mega-lie, if you will, that we, the American people, like to tell ourselves and each other.

That lie is that the infrastructure and the services we expect from our government – from interstate highways to public education to national defense to Medicare to Social Security – somehow belong to us as a matter of right and should be delivered to us by a beneficent government without the necessity of our paying taxes. This lie is not a new one – Americans have believed they shouldn’t pay taxes since before the Revolutionary War. (Come to think of it, that’s why there was a Revolutionary War.)  But over the years, the list of services we expect has expanded considerably.

Since we won’t tax ourselves to pay for the things we want from the government, and won't even elect people who are willing to tell us the truth about our need to pay for them, the only alternative is lies.  Lying about the amount we owe, lying about the value of our dollars, lying about our ability to repay this debt, and now lying about the printing of money by the Federal Reserve (so-called "quantitative easing") in order to buy government debt that no one else is willing to buy anymore. 

But as they used to say when I was a kid, you can't get something for nothing.  This explosion of debt has caused – and will continue to cause – prices to rise, resulting in an invisible tax paid by us all.

This is also not a new phenomenon.

Before there was a United States, there was a confederation of colonies that met expenses by printing a paper currency called the Continental. These things wound up being worth so little that debtors chased their creditors up and down the streets trying to pay them back with Continentals.  In the 1790s, after the U.S. Constitution was ratified, Continentals could be exchanged  for treasury bonds at 1% of face value.

This could easily happen again in the United States.  Only this time with something called the dollar.
In fact, unless Americans find the will to pay their expenses on a current basis, it will happen again.

But I have no doubt that when it happens, we will probably find a way to lie about it.