Thursday, December 27, 2012

Lemmings Over The Cliff


If one were to be getting their news about the “fiscal cliff” from any news outlet – and Lord have mercy on them if they are – you’d swear the debate is simply about one side (republicans) wanting to protect their rich friends and the other side (democrats) trying to protect the poor from mean-spirited budget cuts. Can I say poppycock in my blog?

For the past five years we have been building up debt in this country at an unprecedented and unsustainable way. Both parties are to blame for this because elected politicians of any stripe would much rather give than walk away from the revenue trough. The reasons for our debt, now 105% of our annual gross domestic product (which is the total output of our entire national economy), are very complex. But to simplify as much as possible: it’s too much going out the door and not enough coming in.

As would be the case in your own finances, imagine that your paycheck has been cut, your bills have gone up and you’ve had to max out your credit cards just to stay afloat. To make matters worse, the interest you’re paying for borrowing all that money on your credit cards is so high that making the minimum payment barely cuts into your overall credit debt. In a nutshell, that is how our government works. The U.S. economy has the lowest percentage of people in the workforce since the Great depression (let’s call it a pay cut since fewer workers means less tax revenue), Federal spending as a percentage of GDP is at an all time high (let’s call that an increase in your bills) and 45 cents out of every dollar the Federal government spends goes to pay interest on the debt (let’s call that the credit card problem).

Assuming you have the lower pay, higher bills, and higher interest problem in your own household, what would you do? I suspect you’d get a second job to offset the loss of pay and then use that money to pay down the principal on your debt, getting it more under control. That would be a common sense approach. However, that’s not the general thinking among those we elect and trust to look after the public purse. Their plan – minus all the details, of course – is to increase costs on the wealthiest taxpayers, many of them employers, and expect higher revenue. While this may have a short term gain, it will ultimately lead job producers to either pass along those higher costs to consumers (difficult to do in a global economy) or to cut jobs to save costs, leaving more taxpayers out of work and unable to contribute to the overall economy.

As to cutting the debt, Congress and the president, with three trained economists among them, believe they can solve the problem of spending beyond their means by spending more money. They also do something we all wish we could by printing more money to pay the bills. Politicians seem to ignore the economic reality that printing money cheapens the dollar (meaning consumers can buy less with the money they have), will eventually lead to high rates of inflation, and has to be paid back with interest to whomever is dumb enough to buy our crashed debt-rated bonds.

But we are all told this is just about the rich not paying their fair share and the poor getting stepped on because of budget cuts.

Let’s get real. The amount of money that could be raised by increasing taxes on households earning more than $250,000 per year, as first proposed by President Obama, would run the current annual budget for just eight days. The republican’s version of taxing earners with more than $1 million in annual income would run the government for half that time. If this is a revenue problem, the only revenue solution is to tax everyone regardless of income. But do any of us who pay taxes really believe we’re not giving enough of our income to provide needed revenue to the government?

Which brings us to cutting the Federal family budget. All proposed spending cuts are for merely cutting the planned increase, not cutting any amount currently being spent except in one place; the defense budget. So when you hear about harsh budget cuts, the fact is that the Federal budget will still increase under anyone’s proposal. Under Obama, it increases at a faster pace and even includes more stimulus spending to build the infrastructure that was supposed to be built under Stimulus I and II.

Which brings us to the harshest of harsh budget pain: the Fiscal Cliff (cue horror music). The fiscal cliff was a designed time bomb set to go off on January 1 because Congress and the president couldn’t decide how to fix the problem 11 months ago. So they did what Washington does best and decided to kick the can down the road and fix it later. But before they kicked the last can, Congress and the president decided to create an incentive to do their job and put tax increases and spending cuts on autopilot in the event they couldn’t come up with a plan that everyone liked. It’s now later and the problem isn’t fixed and both sides are acting like a college student cramming for a final at the last moment and hoping to do just enough not to flunk.

The headlines talk about trillions of dollars every time the fiscal cliff is mentioned. In one of the latest bits of political trickery, all plans are added up over 10 years to make them look more serious by using the magic word: trillions. The Soviets had a five-year plan, our current government seems to prefer the 10-year plan. Of course the only actual effect on these 10-year plans is for the first year since one Congress can’t bind a future Congress on spending. For honesty’s sake, we can only look at one year. On January 1, taxes will go up for all taxpayers back to Clinton-era rates. It will raise enough revenue (assuming no job losses) to run the current budget for 21 days. Then the automatic cuts would be $130 billion on defense (40% of its budget) and $109 billion on social programs. That’s all on a budget of $3.8 trillion. That would be the same as you owing $38,000 on credit cards and paying $2,300 to reduce your overall debt and thinking you solved your credit card problem.

To make matters worse, we’re adding $1.2 trillion to that $16 trillion deficit every year. Using the government’s 10-year plan, we will add $12 trillion to our deficit in ten years, only cutting that to $10 trillion under proposed budget cuts and an additional $1 trillion under the rosiest of revenue plans. The problem is, the cost of borrowing even at current historic low interest rates will consume nearly 100% of the budget, which will overwhelm any spending priorities.

So with such a miniscule divot in the Federal purse and increasing taxes on the wealthiest Americans (now agreed by the president to be only household incomes more than $400,000), why can’t the two sides agree? The answer is pure politics. Unless one side can gain a political advantage over the other, the automatic spending cuts and tax increases are a certainty. If this happens, both sides win because both sides can be seen reducing taxes by peeling them back to their current rate for all but the wealthiest. Taking away and then giving back, the perfect dream of a politician! We’ll build statues to them for their kindness. To make that deal work best, there will be bipartisan support to “save” certain programs and restore the already planned increases. Medals for everyone, I say!

Back to the beginning, however, and how our ignorant media has portrayed this. Since this is a true partisan battle, I will put it in partisan terms. President Obama is either an idiot or he hopes to go over the cliff just so he can save us all from the rascally republicans and “cut” taxes, despite raising them through laziness and wanton political gamesmanship. Obama’s latest ask isn’t just for tax increases on incomes over $400,000. He’s also asking for an extension of unemployment benefits, an extension of a cut in social security taxes, larger cuts to defense among most of a very general plan for non-specific budget cuts, $50 billion in new “stimulus” spending, and the kicker, to give a two-year reprieve on the debt ceiling (the only real stopgap to increased spending) and the ability to veto any attempts to block future increases, a constitutionally protected responsibility of Congress. That’s an offer even Don Corleone would blush to make.

Monday, December 03, 2012

So Long Frank Lloyd Wright


I sit at my desk and stare across the hall into a darkened office. His desk is cleared and all his personal items have been placed in boxes and taken away, making it difficult to see any glimpse of personality that once defined the room. The Big Wednesday poster and surf magazines that tickled one area of his interests are gone along with a dog bed and dog toys. Books that were important and a stack of magazines that bestowed an award on him are no longer on his shelves and coffee table. Even his whiteboard is clean; a medium that once displayed his ideas –some big, some bold, some small. In its place is a statement of love to all who shared his workday. I like the thought that it’s meant just for me.

Ever since he floated the idea of leaving I thought there would be a last day to say goodbye. But it hasn’t worked out that way. He’s just slowly faded away up to his new office and ultimately his new home. In some way I’m glad about that. I think I envisioned him, the Ber, Livy and Lexi piling in the car. We’d all hug and say goodbye, hiding our tears. Maybe I’d tell him again it’s all for the best and try for a final hug that would mean more than the one I had just given him. And then I would watch the doors close and the car roll slowly down the street, the brake lights go on, and then it would disappear around the corner and they’d be on their way. I’m not sure I could have endured that.

For too long I’ve been wasting my time talking to him about business and not enough about his personal life and dreams and ambitions. He was the one I wanted to tangle intellectually the most with, but I burned up that time on the mundane instead of the meaningful. We’ll talk on the phone and have occasional visits, but it won’t be the same -- much as it is now with the Girl.

My mind drifts back to the day he was born and I remember taking him home from the hospital. I was wondering what I had just stumbled into. That was the first day nobody had to tell me that I mattered. That feeling only doubled when the Girl was born 16 months later. On his first night, he slept, we didn’t. I remember what it looked like the first time he smiled at me. I was cradling him on the couch when he was four or five weeks old and trying to get him to fall asleep. He looked up and smiled. It wasn’t just his mouth that smiled, it was in his eyes. He and I have known each other in this same unspoken way ever since.

I hope it doesn’t seem I am only sad to see him go. That’s the kick in the gut feeling that comes from the emotion of loss. The truer thought is pride. I couldn’t be happier for him that he has earned such an opportunity to grow personally and professionally. I remember what that world looked like for me when everything was new and exciting. Of course there are feelings of trepidation and unease as he and his family make this change – as there should be. At the same time, I know he will embrace the challenge and the tail off his comet will be the envy of all around.

For now, though, I just want to feel my loss. Not because I’m morose or a pathetic sad sack. It’s just how I feel. I know we’re different people and we come from different places and a different time. I was never integral to my parents the way he is integral to me and I think he knows that. Having the relationship I have with both my kids makes times like this much tougher. It can also make it that much more bittersweet when good changes occur.

At the end of the day, I go back into his office and look around a bit longer this time. I sit on the couch and know my life is changed forever. Opportunities like this don’t come around that often and, as a parent, we hope for our children to have a bucket full of them before they settle on what interests them the most. Having both my kids living in a different city now and starting new chapters in their lives gives me pride and hope. It’s the distance and lack of proximity that makes me sad.