Friday, January 30, 2009

Cuisinart Families


I have decided that my family is being placed into a cosmic Cuisinart. I'm getting excited.


When my sister gets married in June, we'll have Catholics (devout and cafeteria-style), Anglicans, born-again Christians, Jews, atheists, agnostics, gays, lesbians, lawyers, bankers, teachers, professors, truckers, mechanics, musicians, nurses, doctors, waitresses, salespeople, computer programmers, wine merchants (thank goodness) and about 10 other occupations I don't even know about yet. Education levels will be all over the map whether you ended up rich or poor or somewhere in between.


Some will be rich by most standards; most will be middle class wherever they live; some will be poor. I suspect that only a minority will have decent health care.


Their ancestry will be Italian, German, English, Scottish, Irish, Indian (most by country of origin but some of Native American heritage), Polish, French and I suspsect a fair amount of African-American origin. We'll be overweight and underweight, tall and short, light and dark.


Our fears will be different. Our hopes will be different. Our ambitions will be different.


What will bind us together? I'm convinced that it will be a common love of two people who have decided, after 10 years together, to make a life. I've decided that you don't need much more than that.


Bonus

As most of us have heard, Wall Street is announcing bonuses of approximately $20 billion this year. That covers thousands of employees, including CEOs, middle managers and – yes, believe this – secretaries and administrative assistants. If the Wall Street bailout comes in at a whopping $1 trillion, which is not unlikely, the bonuses amount to 2% of the bailout. Let’s not forget that the number includes institutions seeking nothing from the federal government.

These are the guys and gals we love to hate right now but there were plenty of barkeeps, party planners, travel agents, general contractors, private school teachers and lots of other regular people who were quite happy to profit handsomely from selling expensive bottles of wine, booking trips to Tuscany, adding on a custom kitchen and keeping little Johnny’s dream of Harvard alive. They earned some of that Wall Street money and they did so without so much as a whiff of complaint of the “excesses” of Wall Street.

I’m not apologizing for $4,000 shower curtains or Roman Holiday birthday parties. I am convinced as so many others are that much of the executive compensation, especially cash payments that were not tied to stock price performance, was obscene. But don’t we need to separate out those kinds of excesses from what we as a society tolerated – even celebrated – as we lulled ourselves into believing that our houses would continue to see 20% increases in value year-over-year and then using those illusory gains as ATMs to do some of the things (albeit writ small) that these new demons were doing all along? You may not have renovated your perfectly nice kitchen for $250K but a great many people did so for $50K. They probably took out a home equity loan or refinanced their house to do it. Their real estate brokers probably told them – as did every bad HGTV show – that they would get back 80% of what they spent. Check your local Home Depot these days. It sure isn’t the Stainless Steel Appliance Party it once was. That isn’t just because of the credit crisis. It’s because the builder’s colonial that was "worth" $280K in 2008 was always really worth $220K whether it had white melamine cabinets or cherry wood. I’m not financial genius but when folks kept telling me that our place was worth 100% more than we paid for it 5 years ago, I laughed and said it was worth absolutely zero until we tried to sell it. Unless wages are going up by 20% a year, house prices generally ought to follow buyers’ increases in salary. That’s what your grandmother would have told you. She was right.

We all had a role to play in this, except for those unfortunate people who were deprived by our educational system of basic economic knowledge. Maybe one good start is to re-write the curricula of high school Home Economics classes, make the classes mandatory and train the teachers to understand how the credit system really works.

Demonize all you want. Take away all the bonuses so we can get rid of the current crew and hire boneheads willing to work for peanuts and live in studio walk-ups in nasty sections of New York City for the honor of working 14 hour days 6 and even 7 days a week and make even worse mistakes than the smarter guys whose bravado and lack of government understanding or oversight got the better of them. The result won’t be any better. It’ll likely be worse.

It’s time to stop worrying so much about the 2% and focus on the future which, quite frankly, is the 98%. Regulate, regulate, regulate. Curtail the derivatives business. Cut or eliminate the bonuses or fire the men and women who took too much risk and did so without regard to the fundamentals. The financial system is clearly worth saving. Bloviating about bonuses does almost nothing to do that.

If anyone actually reads this, I’m likely to get some really good contrarian opinions. Bring them on. I wouldn’t mind hearing others’ opinions.

Saturday, January 24, 2009

Patterson's Choice

Kirstin Gillebrand might turn out to be a good United States Senator. The problem is that the governor shot her in the foot with an amateurish, vain, nearly-Shakespearean "search" for the right candidate.

Caroline Kennedy might not have been the best choice for the Senate - at least at this moment - but to suggest that she is "unfit" for the office or to permit aides to anonymously question her integrity says more about the governor's minor league approach to the appointment than it will ever say about Ms. Kennedy. I don't buy this whole American Royalty nonsense. That's not the reason to treat her with respect. She deserves respect because she is an American who has stepped up and served her nation with extraordinary humility and dignity and, by the way, for no compensation whatsoever. Don't tell me she "doesn't need the money". There are plenty of multi-millionaire public servants who have no trouble at all accepting a government salary.

As for the few "ums" and "y'knows", stop by any elite university and you will find that lots of Phi Beta Kappas with the humility of Ms. Kennedy pepper their otherwise thoughtful comments with some filler from time to time. They don't do it because they are stupid or callow. They do it because they are understandably nervous and didn't spend all of their time at school learning form over substance or taking classes in political interview etiquette, nor do they pore over the newspapers to ensure that they always sound perfectly well-scripted.

Say what you want to about Andrew Cuomo - a history of being an abrasive guy with sharp elbows and a love of the spotlight - but he's really smart and really committed to public service. We're lucky that he decided to run for attorney general and not sit around some white shoe law firm figuring out ways to shield irresponsible corporations from liability.

Don't forget the other great potential candidates. Steve Israel comes to mind. He has an extraordinary Congressional record but apparently he wasn't as telegenic as Senator Gillebrand, wasn't as geographically strategic or didn't kiss the right ring at the right time.

Send a letter to Governor Patterson and let him know that Senator Gillebrand's coattails may not be so long when she appears on the ballot with him in the next election. I come from upstate New York. It's the height of cynicism to think that an endorsement from the NRA for your U.S. Senate candidate will innoculate you from criticism for turning a sober process into a bad rip-off of American Idol.

Thursday, January 22, 2009

A trip to the South

I just returned from a trip to Savannah, GA, with my partner, mother and aunt to see the sights and get to spend some time with my sister's prospective in-laws who relocated from my hometown to Brunswick, GA a few years ago. Our visit coincided with the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. parade that - as luck would have it - passed right by our hotel. The townsfolk couldn't have been nicer, more hospitable or prouder of their beautiful city. It almost shocked me that Obama didn't carry the state.

I got to spend my 44th birthday in Savannah and came to the same conclusion I had come to so many years ago. There is much less that divides us than binds us together. I was hoping that President Obama's inaugural address would touch on those themes and I wasn't disappointed.

When I started my little blog - one of the more vain things I have done in awhile - I wasn't sure that my worldview was shared by many folks. I'm finding out that there are more fellow travelers than I ever would have imagined.

These are important days. I hope we can all look for ways to be honest with each other about our fears, ask questions even when we think that they are dumb and try to get to know each other a little better. Fannie Lou Hamer had it right all those years ago when she testified before Congress to lobby for passage of the 1964 Civil Rights Act: "I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired."

Here's to you, Ms. Hamer. We have a long way to go but this is - as Churchill said - not the beginning of the end. It's the end of the beginning.

Friday, January 9, 2009

Dr. Martin Luther King Day

This January 19th, let's not forget that it was only about 25 years ago that Ronald Reagan and lots of others resisted making Dr. King's birthday a federal holiday. Of course, that was around the same time that the Reagan administration dragged its feet on responding to the growing HIV/AIDS epidemic and told us that we were unpatriotic socialists if we didn't believe in a trickle-down American dream. Those were the days when ketchup was considered a vegetable at school lunch tables and Grenada was considered to be the next firewall in preventing communist expansion in South America.

Times are tough for most of us right now, but we can at least hope that President Obama and his team can easily skip over all of the divisive fearmongering and take bold action to protect depositors, homeowners, the unemployed, the underemployed, those lacking decent health care and others who are among our most vulnerable.

If the last six months has taught us anything, I hope it finally taught us that none of us is immune to hardship and no matter your political stripe or demographic group, we all need each other to put our parochial interests aside and work toward a common good. That was Dr. King's message. Don't be jealous that he had it right decades before the majority of us. Be grateful.

Those of us who spent time marching to protect reproductive freedom, against nuclear proliferation, for the right of labor to organize without fear of reprisal, against complacency on HIV/AIDS, against apartheid and for the full inclusion of lesbians and gays in our constitutional framework, January 20, 2009 should be a celebration. We are no longer on the fringe of anything. We're poised to become mainstream.