Ready
for the Shovels
by
Bill Bonner
by
Bill Bonner
San Jose
de los Perros, Nicaragua The snowball that was Obamas
bailout plan rolled downhill this week, gathering to it all manner
of trash and stones. On Tuesday, President Obama signed the $787
billion bailout plan. In a Churchillian moment, he admitted that
the end of the war on depression was not at hand, and more sacrifices
would have to be made, but today does mark the beginning of
the end.
At least, he
has the whole world behind him. Americas mayors, for example,
have enlisted en masse. Heeding a call from the White House, they
came up with 18,750 projects that are shovel ready,
meaning, they can begin digging holes within hours after the cash
hits their bank accounts. Las Vegas, for example, said it could
use $2 million to put in more neon signs. Shreveport, Louisiana,
said that if had $6 million, it would put in three new aquatic centers
with slides.
Whee! These
are the worst of times for many
but they are best of times
for some. There is a bull market in claptrap; politicians havent
had it so good since the New Deal.
In France,
the Sarkozy government recently announced a plan to bail out the
nations auto industry. The government will lend 9 billion
euros to Renault, PSA (Peugeot) and their related finance companies.
In return, the state hopes to collect interest and requires that
the companies continue to employ French voters. Slovakian autoworkers
dont vote in French elections; they can go to Hell. In England,
Gordon Brown announced yet another bank bailout this week
37 billion pounds, he says, will provide a "rock of stability"
for the system. Traditionally, gold provides solidity to a banking
system. But Gordon Brown, when he was Chancellor of the Exchequer,
sold off tons of British gold at barely a quarter of todays
price.
When the going
was good, people believed things that werent true. Now, they
still believe things arent true but in the opposite
direction. Where they once believed they could get richer, eternally,
by squandering money they hadnt earned, now, they look to
the government to do it.
Depressions
are so rare that there is no statistically reliable evidence about
them. They are like women who rotate their husbands tires
while preparing their dinners; they are so infrequently encountered
that there is no point in making generalizations or trying to form
them up into a baseball team. Each one is sui generis.
Hardly anyone
is still alive who remembers the depression of the 30s or
what the feds bailouts wrought. Here at The Daily Reckoning,
we have already given our version of the story. A depression is
not a pause, we recall explaining, it a time when debt is squeezed
out of a saturated economy. Bailouts, handouts, and government stimuli
actually retard the process.
But ours is
a minority view. Only that great economist Fidel Castro seems to
agree with us. The geniuses cant help, he says; structural
change is needed: Even if Kant, Plato and Aristotle were resurrected
together with the late brilliant economist John Kenneth Galbraight
[sic], they would neither be capable of solving the more frequent
and deeper antagonistic contradictions of the system.
But the burden
of proof is on us. Which is too bad; Fidel is retired and we have
no proof of anything. All we can do is marvel, and guffaw, at things
so absurd they take our breath away.
In the bubble
era people spent too much money they didnt have on too many
things they really didnt need. Then came the credit crunch.
Now, they hallucinate that if they spend even more money they dont
have, on things they hardly even want, they will get what they really
need jobs, growth and inflation. Even respected economists
say they believe in miracles. Resources have been made idle
by the depression, they claim, like strong backs in an unemployment
line. Government spending is just putting them to work. By this
reasoning, things that were too expensive even in the boom years
miraculously become cheap at any price. And things that werent
worth spending money on in the fat years become miraculously indispensable
in the lean ones. It is like a man who didnt care for caviar
when he had a good job; now that he is unemployed, he must have
it every night. They are only taking up "idle resources"
that would otherwise go to waste, explain the miracle workers. In
their minds, an umbrella is useless unless it is actually raining.
But
sometimes capital needs to take a break and hang on coat-rack. Every
banker, householder and investor needs a reserve against mistakes.
Now, more than ever. Until the crisis is over
and a new economy
takes shape
any investment of labor or capital is likely be
another mistake.
In normal times,
residents of Chula Vista, CA, turned up their noses at spending
a half a million on a public park for dogs. But now that the hard
times are here, a place where dogs can run off the leash seems a
fitting a use for money the town doesnt have. In the best
of times, Lincoln Nebraska was in no position to spend $3 million
on an environmentally friendly clubhouse for a municipal golf
course. But cometh the worst of times, and the golfers suddenly
deserve not just a clubhouse, but one that is pals with nature.
Things we used
to take for absurd we now take for granted. But it is just one of
the wonders of the human race that it is capable of believing anything.
The sunny years have passed. Now, there are storm clouds on every
horizon. And instead of protecting its precious idle
reserves
the government turns them into dog runs.
February
23, 2009
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 and
the co-author with Lila Rajiva of Mobs,
Messiahs and Markets (Wiley, 2007).
Copyright
© 2009 Bill Bonner
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