Showing posts with label Stock Market Crash. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Stock Market Crash. Show all posts

Sunday, September 21, 2008

TOO BAD, GRANDPA



Remember when Bush tried to privatize Social Security by having everyone invest their SS accounts in the Stock Market? The big crash this week shows why that's a disaster waiting to happen-- what happens to those who need to cash out during a time like this? What happened if the market totally crashes, people lose their life savings, and have nothing to live on?

Is this where those faith-based charities pick up the pieces? You have to sit through a sermon to get some soup. Reminds me when I would go to the Krishna temple just to get a free meal, then you'd sit around with some guys in pink robes who'd try and weed out the good candidates. I might have joined, too, except for the pinhead hairstyles. All you get from the Scientologists is a stress test. Jesus Christ, I don't need to jerk off an e-meter to know I'm stressed, okay?!



To think Bush wanted to turn Medicare and Medicaid into investment-based programs as well. And to think McCain supported it all. Why is no one mentioning this? Where do these guys think all this money's going to come from? I guess that's what happens when you marry a beer heiress, and own more houses than you can count (literally!) The money just seems to come from somewhere.

Friday, September 19, 2008

GARBAGE EATERS


I was told people would only be interested in a post about the current financial crisis if I included a photo of Corey Haim scrounging chicken bones from a dumpster; only then would the dire repercussions of the financial meltdown be made real to our readers. I'm sorry, but I couldn't find that photo-- Corey has successfully avoided the paparazzi on his evening jaunts to the alleyways behind McTucky Fried's. Instead I found this picture of Winona Ryder scavenging leftover triple-cheese nachos, Super Slurps and buttered popcorn kernals outside Groman's Chinese Theatre. That's why there's Chinese writing behind her, okay?

I find this financial crap fascinating but can't bring myself to read about it in the papers. Back in the 90's, when people talked about the S & L (Savings and Loan) scandals, I thought they meant "SNL scandals" --like, Eddie Murphy getting caught with a tranny prostitute? So you can see why I have no idea what's going on. But it sounds BIG.



To bring myself and my readers out of our self-imposed ignorance I've asked someone who reads the papers to explain it all, which I'll try to paraphrase here. Some of the details might be wrong, so don't expect every damn detail to be perfect. This isn't the damn New York Times. Go read that if you want the whole truth.

So here's what happened--
It's well known that after the Stock Market crash in 1929, many investors, their entire life savings wiped out, were so devastated by their financial ruin, they jumped from their lofty office windows high above the streets of the financial district. What is less known is that some of them survived. My father was such a man.

No, wait, that's another story.

So, after the crash in 1929, the government put protections in place so that the same thing wouldn't happen again. The government made sure that savings banks and investing banks were separated, meaning the money in savings banks-- where most people keep their money-- could not be used to gamble on the stock market, so that people's savings would be safe if the stock market crashed again.

In the 80's, two things happened-- the savings banks complained they couldn't make any interest on people's money, so they got the government to get rid of the regulations, thinking, well, this isn’t the 1920s anymore, and our business community is more ethical now, and won’t get involved in any sketchy investments. Uh-oh, I smell trouble.


Then, to make playing the stock market more feasible for everyday people, ie, those without the money to hire personal investors or financial advisers, mutual funds were introduced, packages of stocks with a wide portfolio, meaning a little of this and a little of that, so that if one failed, another would rise, and the general trend was up.
But with so many investors, there was less wealth to share and less payouts.

Banks started trading in dividends called “Derivatives” – which was not investing in concrete things like gold, or oil, or wood, but in things like mortgages. This is where it gets hard. A bank would give someone a mortgage for a house, then the bank would sell the mortgage to another investment company, so the interest collected on the mortgage became part of the mutual funds of that company.


This wasn’t a big deal when mortgage rates were 5 percent, but when mortgage rules were deregulated under the Bush administration, banks were allowed to give mortgages to people with really bad credit, and because the buyers were such high risk, would give them crazy “fine print” deals, where their interest rates for the first 5 years were really low, then would jump to like 30 percent after ten years. Since these mortgages had higher yields, they were increasingly the mortgages being bought up.

The problem—when the buyer defaulted on the mortgage (usually when their payments suddenly jumped to 6 times the former amount), the bank at least had the collateral of the house, which it could sell, if even at a loss. But the companies that bought the mortgages had nothing, meaning—what they had traded in was worthless.

Jesus Christ, I think I'm about to defenestrate. That's enough for today.