- Published on Tuesday, 30 October 2012 14:36
- Written by Bill Bonner, Founder and President, Agora Inc.
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The great storm continues to soak us, buffet us and find the leaks in our souls. Yesterday, there were almost no cars on the roads... only a few people in the office... and only a few restaurants still open.
"You better make sure you have provisions stocked up," said a nice man on the TV, "because there are almost certain to be power outages... and given the size of this storm, it could be days... or even weeks... before power is restored."
We stopped by the liquor store on the way home. A group of four women were seated at the table in the center of the store. Otherwise, the store was empty. The streets were empty, too.
"Hey, a customer!" one said.
"Good to see you," said another. "We've decided to drink our way through the storm. Wanna join us?"
We bought a case of wine. Better safe than sorry.
Yes, dear reader, this is a storm of Biblical proportions. According to the TV reporters, not since the days of Noah has so much rain fallen. If the water rises to the Mount Vernon area of Baltimore, where our offices are, we will have to look for an Ark.
But you have probably heard enough about the great storm. And you're probably wondering what we had in mind. Yesterday, we promised to tell you why economists and policy were jackasses.We can't remember what we intended. But this blank it is easy to fill in.
Cheating Greece out of "Growth"
Let's begin by looking at an economic disaster area: Greece.
Greece has a per capita GDP of about $29,000, compared with nearly twice as much for the U.S. One out of four Greeks is unemployed. Half of young people are jobless. And the country is broke. Only the kindness of strangers in France and Germany keeps the lights on.
An economist would use a technical term to describe it: "basket case."
But let's look more specifically at a Greek. Let's look at Mr. Stamatis Moraitis. Recently, he was the subject of an article in The New York Times.
A remarkable man, he was diagnosed with terminal lung cancer in 1976. Given nine months to live, he decided to economize on his own funeral. In the U.S., he figured it would cost $2,000 to put him in the ground. In his native Greece, on the other hand, he could be planted for less than $200.
This seemed like such a good deal, Mr. Moraitis could barely to take advantage of it. But as it turned out, his penny pinching seems to have saved his life. Thirty-six years later, he's still alive.
Yes, the Greek beat cancer. The poor gravediggers got no tip. The undertaker delivered no bill. The children got no inheritance. There being no deceased, his house was not put on the market; no sales commission was earned... no remodeling was done... no new kitchen was ordered... and no moving company was engaged.
In short, Mr. Moraitis cheated the economy out of a boost. Not only that, but also... reading further... we discover that Mr. Moraitis lives on a poor island called Ikaria. He also seems to have disappointed economists at every turn. He didn't build a new house; he moved into a small, cheap, old house with his parents. No new furniture. No new appliances. No new granite countertops.
The man is practically an anti-consumer. He makes his own wine and tends his own garden. No wonder the Greek economy is so weak!
Despite having terminal cancer, he sought no medical treatment. No chemotherapy. No radiation. No drugs. In short, he threw no bones to the housing industry. None to the health industry. None to Home Depot. Nor to Best Buys. Nor any other buys.
Pity the Poor Islanders
Ikaria is a small place. Just 10,000 people live there. A bum economy. And nothing to do. No malls to go to. Few jobs; unemployment on Ikaria is about 40%. Want a fancy restaurant? Forget it. Want a fast car? Nowhere to go with it on the island.
So what do residents do? Well, they tend their gardens. They drink a lot of wine. They visit with each other... often until late at night.
The New York Times reports:
[T]heir daily routine unfolded... wake naturally, work in the garden, have a late lunch, take a nap. At sunset, they either visited neighbors or neighbors visited them.
Their diet was also typical: a breakfast of goat's milk, wine, sage tea or coffee, honey and bread. Lunch was almost always beans (lentils, garbanzos), potatoes, greens (fennel, dandelion or a spinachlike green called horta) and whatever seasonal vegetables their garden produced; dinner was bread and goat's milk.
At Christmas and Easter, they would slaughter the family pig and enjoy small portions of larded pork for the next several months.
Local women gathered in the dining room at midmorning to gossip over tea. Late at night, after the dinner rush, tables were pushed aside and the dining room became a dance floor, with people locking arms and kick-dancing to Greek music.
They spend their days in the sun and their nights in merriment. They beat cancer. And they seem to live a long time; Ikaria has one of the highest concentrations of 100-year-olds in the world.
But their economy is not growing.
The debt problem is not limited to one or two states... it's nationwide!
BusinessWeek describes the situation as "red ink, from sea to shining sea."
Forty-eight states face budget shortfalls this year. Many shortfalls amount to more than 20% of planned spending. The plunge in state tax revenue is the worst on record.
And across the world, things are no different.
Spain, Greece, Italy... all reeling from massive debt and failing economies.
Bottom line: Global governments have nothing left in the tank.
The system is broken, the economy is poised for a collapse, and the government does NOT have the money to pay its own bills, let alone bail out the financial system.
Investors worldwide have lost faith in government's ability to fix the problem... and when the European economic crisis makes its way back to the U.S.... the fallout is going to make the 2008-2009 financial crisis look like a day at the park.