The
Hollowed-Out American Dream
by
Bill Bonner
by Bill Bonner
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"I
sing of ARMs and the Man..."
~
Virgil's Aeneid
We don't really
have that much more to sing about ARMs, dear readers, but we just
couldn't resist the headline.
Still, now
that we think about it, our cautionary tale is likely to end just
as bloodily as any epic poem we've read. Imagine what would happen
if mortgages were adjusted upwards to rates anywhere near 10% or anywhere near where they were 25 years ago?
That is why
the Bernanke Fed cannot really fight inflation or stagflation the
way Paul Volcker once did. Too many homeowners wouldn't be able
to afford it. ARMS were meant to give marginal borrowers flexibility.
Instead, they have locked both the borrowers and the Fed itself
into...well, leg-irons. The borrowers have no margin. Most cannot
afford even the slightest boost in their payments. And with such
boosts now automatic, the Fed can only react to inflation threats
by prevaricating.
According to
David Rosenberg at Merrill, discretionary items are now rising at
a 5% annual rate far beyond Ben Bernanke's target. But what can
he do?
ARMs were supposed
to be a way to realize the American dream of home ownership. But,
like much else in American life, that dream too has been hollowed
out.
For two reasons.
The first is "declining marginal utility." The more you have of
something, the less each additional unit is worth to you. A little
defense is precious. But add more soldiers, weapons...more office
workers, consultants, crony contractors and pension programs, the
less real defense you get for your dime. And eventually, if you
spend enough, you get a negative return...as we have in the Middle
East today. There, once, only a few extremists hated us. Now, a
couple of hundred thousand soldiers and two wars later, whole countries
and civilizations hate us. And, we are less secure than ever. The
marginal utility of defense spending has fallen below zero.
The second
reason for the hollowing of America is that the horde of parasites
aging institutions, picks up managers, hangers-on, hustlers,
opportunists who pursue their own agendas, and subvert their
clients' goals.
And so it is
with the American home. People fantasize about the peace of mind,
the security, and the independence they will get from owning their
own piece of earth. Even if things go against them, they tell themselves
wistfully, at least they will have a place to rest their heads...a
castle of their own where they will be king, emperor, tyrant, and
elected chief-of-state all at once. Home sweet home.
But look what
they actually get. Peace of mind? Security? Independence? Only if
they are comatose enough not to notice the incessant barrage of
property taxes, zoning laws, building codes, and mortgage payments
that rains down on them from the first day they become owners. In
fact, with today's mortgages, they never actually own their house it owns them!
The kings of
today's castles are not independent; they're chained to the grindstone
of work to meet mortgage payments. And they're not secure: miss
a payment, and their houses are snatched from them. They have no
peace of mind; the dream of free and clear ownership swings perpetually
just beyond their grasp, like Tantalus's grapes. Our kings switch
from one mortgage to another like galley slaves trying out oars.
And well they
know it. People may be slow to think, but they are fast enough to
feel. In surveys of American attitudes, pollsters have discovered
that people already have a vague feeling that they are not as well
off as their parents, and that they expect to be even less well
off in the future. Of course, social scientists and economists dismiss
these sentiments in favor of the numbers. Per capita consumption,
they claim, is way up over the last half-century. People have two
and a half times as many cars and watch a lot more television. They
earn more money. They have about three times as much house per person
and graduate from college more often. They can now go into supermarkets
and select from as many as 200 different kinds of breakfast cereal.
How's that for a great country?
Thus the number
crunchers prevaricate. But behind the dissembling numbers are the
sentiments that tell the truth. People feel worse off because their
real quality of life is falling. Real earnings after inflation
and taxes have been falling for the working stiff for the last
30 years. Highway traffic moves more slowly. It's harder to find
a parking place. People spend more on education and health care with less to show for it. They work more hours than before, only
to have more shopping malls than high schools. They use vastly more
energy than the rest of the denizens of the planet and make more
per hour, but they live in a way scarcely better...and perhaps much
worse.
All institutions
age, decay, and collapse, we observe. Even the American dream...
And back to
Ouzilly...
We were
accused recently of being tight. We hasten to defend ourselves.
We do not deny
our tightness. Indeed, we are mildly proud of it.
There is something
vulgar about throwing money around, when a more modest expenditure
will do the same work. For example, we always travel in second class
on the Eurostar, because we feel first class is just not worth the
money. And between a $10 bottle of wine and a $50 bottle, there's
not enough difference to make us want to spend the money either.
On the other
hand, we'll pay more (or less) to get the piece of property we want,
because there is typically a lot of difference between an ordinary
place and an extraordinary one. And we don't mind paying extra for
business class on a long-haul flight, because otherwise we couldn't
sleep. And if we couldn't sleep, dear reader, we couldn't bring
you these daily reckonings. Of course, in that case, perhaps, some
of you might prefer we flew coach.
In
any case, tightness is, we believe, a capitalist virtue that has
simply got itself a bad name in the current intellectual climate.
In other words, tightness, like exploitation (that other capitalist
sin) may lie ultimately in the eye of the beholder. We offer this
from the spy classic, Ninotchka:
PORTER: May
I have your bags, Madame?
NINOTCHKA:
Why?
KOPALSKI:
He is a porter. He wants to carry them.
NINOTCHKA (to
Porter): Why? Why should you carry other people's bags?
PORTER: Well,
that's my business, Madame.
NINOTCHKA:
That's no business...that's a social injustice.
PORTER: That
depends on the tip.
August
3, 2006
Bill
Bonner [send
him mail] is the author, with Addison Wiggin, of Financial
Reckoning Day: Surviving the Soft Depression of The 21st
Century and
Empire of Debt: The Rise Of An Epic Financial Crisis.
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© 2006 Bill Bonner
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