Trinidad
Chronicles
I
have diarized some of the highlights of my trip in my child-like fashion
(I will send you folks of the text spliced with my trip photos later):
February
7th, 2002
This
post has little to do with fast money, safe investment, helpful Prozac,
pixilated investors, or evolving zygotes. It is simply my holiday
chronicles.
Here
I am. No, no longer at the waiting lounge. Here, at seat 12 C. Watered,
fed, refreshed, and entertained. Well, not quite. It is now 12 hours
later, and the posting is from San Francisco.
The
wife and I just suffered through 'last minute madness' in Hong Kong.
I
had finished off a straightforward proposal on a scheme I know nothing
about, based on a scrambled explanation given to me 2 days ago by a
confused mind, but only read last night at 11:00pm, after an unrelated
1-hour 5-party phone conference with disgruntled and Kenneth-ed China
power investor, and managed to go to bed at 2:30am.
My
wife had a meeting at noon with her client and a potential investor
shortly before our airplane was due to take-off, and because the meeting
may save the client magazine group from going belly-up in February.
My
staff was not able to locate a copy of the book "F.I.A.S.C.O."
in Hong Kong.
I
had a lunch at the Foreign Correspondents Club with a four friends. We
predictably talked about Enron, Global Crossing, Japan, girls, Japanese
girls, evil Axis, GE, pension funding, accounting, Euro, and what would
cure economic malaise. The last subject matter took all of 2 minutes to
open, discuss, and close, as no one had any ideas. The pals feebly
uttered, unconvincingly received, and decisively rejected deficit spending
and credit creation. A previous non-believer in gold hoped that NEM would
fall back to 20 to allow him one more chance to repent. There then was
much giddy laughter and childlike delight, some private thoughts, and
possibly decisions by some.
I
just had an exciting dream in which one of the four engines of the plane
was on fire, lots of hullabaloo, vibration, and dramatic sense of end. I
did reach for my wife's hand as the captain jettisoned the flaming engine.
I enjoyed waking up from the dream. It is very satisfying to be alive.
February
12th, 2002
This
is a Vacation Chronicle rant. Today is my sixth day here. I have spoken to
a bunch of folks, ate dinner out for four nights, read one issue of
Barrons, and watched 15 minutes in total of CNBC. Now I am an expert on
the US of A:0)
I
actually think I see what is going on, which means that I am probably
wrong.
The
FED has flooded the system with liquidity much as the Emergency Room
doctor fills the gunshot shock patient with IV solution and whatever else,
replacing lost vital blood and life force with manufactured liquids,
keeping the all markets functioning.
And
so, what I am seeing, not surprisingly, is an operating economy serviced
by a functioning financial market saved, for however long, from internal
imbalances, exogenous shocks, avoiding a deep recession or shallow
depression, at almost and possibly all cost.
Take
today's observation for example, Kaiser Aluminum joins Global Crossing and
Enron, even while Blockbuster, the video rental outfit reports above
expectation earnings.
What
is the message? Well, manufacturing is declining, service companies seem
the way to go, until such service companies implode into an asset-less
pile of accusations. Another observation? Global Crossing, in its
multitudes, would presumably have bankrupted Blockbuster, have no chance,
for now, even as there is nothing to watch on TV saved for news and
sports.
Nearer
by, the two bookstores adjacent to each other with about 4-5 staff, have
no "FIASCO", and my Barns & Noble Internet ordered copy
arrives, costing a total of USD 27 (incl. shipping) for a USD 12 book. I
am trying to note the famous productivity equals profit equals economic
growth solution in these simultaneous equations, and the answer is not yet
obvious.
I
suppose the 4-5 bookstore staff can disperse to work for FedEx, service www.bn.com
servers, or become writers. I am not sure what will happen when ebooks
take off, instigated by the MSFT, INTC and AOLs of this world.
It
may be that the number of (worthwhile) books sold per year has not
increased to any extent worth mentioning, certainly not justifying a
financial market mania over the cyber book store operations, and that the
Internet enabled book sellers have simply rearranged the chairs in their
own favor, from the little guys, and they in turn, soon, will have their
chairs taken away by others, selling the same number of books.
In
any case, the system now is emphasizing consumer spending over
productions, overseas capital inflow over domestic savings, and debt over
equity, creating the set of conditions increasing still more the
imbalances and thus adding to the susceptibility to external shocks.
The
media and academic spin is that the strong USD is a free lunch with no
bill to settle for all times, and so, invest, the water is safer than when
NASDAQ was at 5,000. False and true.
According
to some friends, I am worried about nothing, and so I do not, holding on
to my various flavored purchasing power in the meantime, until such moment
when the visibility is less polluted by media chants and the solution to
the simultaneous equations prove solvable without dismantling the
imbalanced wheels, cogs, and drive trains.