So
Many Humbugs, So Little Time
by
Bill Bonner
by Bill Bonner
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We don't know
where to begin. So, we take up a small fraud...ethanol...as we work
our way up to a bigger one.
Ethanol is
a well-known boondoggle. But a great boondoggle is agreeable to
several constituencies of parasites at once. The farmers like it
because it boosts grain prices. The politicians like it because
it gives them a chance to hand out other people's money, while pretending
to "do something" about a major national problem. And all the fuzzy
environmentalists, unripe greens, and addled world improvers like
it, too – mostly because they are too lazy and thick to think about
it very much.
Ethanol makes
a wonderful public spectacle. It rests on a lie: energy from grain
is somehow better than energy that comes out of the ground. It progresses
easily and quickly to farce – just read the news, dear reader. And,
it will end in disaster. But how? We have so far only imagined the
billions of dollars lost...along with the billions of watts of energy
squandered.
But along comes
Lester Brown, in Fortune magazine, with a further plot twist. We
always took Lester Brown for an idiot, but we haven't heard from
him in so long, we can't remember why. Ah yes, now we recall that
he is the author of endless tracts about the environment...and the
founder and president of something called the Earth Policy Institute
in Washington, D.C. Yes, dear readers, not content with confining
himself to merely one nation, he wants to write policy for the entire
planet. A stupendous, world-historical meddler. But on ethanol,
Brown turns out to have a relatively sane view.
He writes that
ethanol is not only a waste of money, if taken up widely, it would
actually mean starvation for many of the world's poor people.
"The grain
required to fill a 25-gallon tank (with ethanol) would feed one
person for a year," he writes.
Once again,
the cure is worse than the disease. If only the meddlers would take
note.
The problem
with the American way of life, adds our friend Byron King, is that
few people can afford it, not even most Americans. It requires a
lot of energy. Now, you can get energy from grain by converting
the energy of the sun – which makes plants grow – into liquid fuel
and thence into energy to power a car or heat a house. But since
the sun only has so much energy in it, you would have to use a lot
of grain, and a lot of space to grow it, to produce the kind of
energy that the average American consumes.
Of course,
the American lifestyle was not built on energy from grain at all,
but rather on energy from the Earth. Oil, according to most geologists,
represents the condensed energy of many, many years' worth of sunshine...raising
up many, many thousands of acres of grains and leaves, which were
subsequently packed down into the ground and stored for millions
more years. But in the space of only a couple of lifetimes, Americans
have used up these millions of years worth of natural inventory
of saved-up solar energy. What's left is getting more and more expensive,
because there are more and more people who want it...with more and
more money to buy it.
The new buyers
are mostly not American. So, while an American once grew up expecting
to live with cheap energy his entire life, he now finds that he
must compete with an Indian or Indonesian for it. Where he had gotten
used to thinking about gasoline as a kind of public utility, like
electricity or postal service, now, with the price rising, he sees
his way of life threatened.
The poor guy
is doomed...in a way. He will never be able to afford as much energy
in the future as he is accustomed to using. And that will certainly
mean a fall in his standard of living, but what he does not get
is that it might not necessarily mean a fall in his quality of living.
Europeans, for example, live on far less energy than Americans –
and do so quite nicely. But the typical American has no eyes for
that; for now, he only sees the price of fuel rising and demands
that his elected officials "do something about it." Thus, the humbug
of ethanol.
But it is the
lesser humbug.
The greater
humbug is the currency in which the price of gasoline and ethanol
is quoted. But, it is one that you, dear reader, are probably sick
of hearing about, so we will pass on it today and go directly to
our latest bubble news:
"House Sales
Decline in 28 States," was the big story on Tuesday. Yesterday brought
two follow-up reports from CNN Money. "Builders hit brakes..." and
"Home prices in the deep freeze."
Here, we pause.
And broaden our inquiry. We search for the roots of humbuggery and
we have found one: loose, sloppy, metaphors.
Builders do
not hit brakes; they hit nails. Truckers hit brakes. A better headline
would have been "builders stop hitting nails on the head." Or, "builders
hang up their tool belts."
As for putting
home prices in the deep freeze, we find the idea absurd and unimaginable.
The meatpacking industry might go into the deep freeze. Or, maybe
the ice-cream makers. But not home prices. Home prices might go
"down stairs," "into the basement," or, "down hill." Perhaps, "Winter
Chill Comes Early...Home prices find they are not properly insulated"
might be a better way to put it. But prices "going into the freezer"
merely sounds ridiculous.
In the same
vein, the metaphors used for describing the working of the economy
are tendentious: "Economic growth speeds up," "Fed opens the throttle,"
"Industry powers up," "manufacturing picks up steam." How about
"Interest rate cuts needed to fuel growth." Or, "Fed puts on the
brakes." There are those brakes again!
The images
reveal a monumental illusion: people think the economy is some vast
machine that you can control as if it were a freight train. You
want to go faster? Just open up the throttle! You want to slow down?
Put on the brakes! It's so simple.
Once
the metaphor takes hold of the popular mind, it leads to natural
extensions and unnatural conclusions. After all, if the economy
were a machine, it could be easily controlled. Just pull the right
levers and turn the right knobs. And if that were so, then if the
economy slows down, it must be the fault of the man at the controls.
Got a problem with the way your business is doing? It's the fault
of the government. Losing your job? Inflation bother you? Well,
talk to Ben Bernanke; he's the chief engineer on this track. That's
why his photo is on the cover of magazines and newspapers. He's
the guy who's supposed to be running this train.
Of
course, it is all humbug; the economy is no more a machine that
your editor is a hamster. Ben Bernanke does not control it as an
engineer would control a train. Instead, like all world improvers,
he clumsily meddles with it. He botches and bungles an organic,
infinitely complex system...only improving things when he is undoing
the damage left behind by previous meddlers.
August
18, 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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