Hedge funds and the economic crisis

You could walk around Mayfair all day and not notice them. Hedge funds don’t — can’t — advertise. The most you’ll see is a discreet nameplate or two. An address in Mayfair counts in the world of hedge funds. It shows you’re serious, and have the money and confidence to pay the world’s most expensive commercial rents. A nondescript office no larger than a small flat can cost £150,000 a year. Something bigger and in the style that hedge funds like (glass walls, contemporary furniture) can set you back a lot more. It’s fortunate therefore that hedge funds don’t need a lot of space. Two rooms may be enough: one for meetings, for example with potential investors; one for trading and doing the associated bookkeeping. Some funds consist of only four or five people. Even a fairly large fund can operate with twenty or fewer.

These small organisations control substantial amounts of capital. If a hedge fund manages less than $100 million it isn’t seen as a big player; $1 billion is quite commonplace. The capital managed by the world’s ten thousand or so funds amounts to around $2000 billion. (Hedge funds don’t have to divulge the details of their finances and operations, so no one knows the exact numbers.) About a fifth of this money is managed by funds based in London, and two fifths by those based in the US, mostly in New York and its upmarket suburbs, especially Greenwich, Connecticut.

The start of Donald MacKenzie’s excellent article on hedge funds in the London Review of books, which in general has done a good job of providing background articles on the credit crisis in the past few months. Though at the start of the current crisis in late september/early October hedge funds were portrayed as the villains of the story, they’ve now seem to have been largely forgotten. The crisis is now reported on as if it were a natural disaster, something beyond the control of humans, which governments and banks are manfully trying to containt. Any residual populist anger is limited to the bank managers and market specialists which earned such huge bonuses for what now seems very little work or result, with the poor old shareholder as their victim.

What’s conveniently lost in the story is the role shareholders in general and hedge funds in particular played in creating this crisis. It was after them after all who egged on those overpaid bank managers, CEOs and financial wizards to take ever increasing risks to make ever greater profits for them. Yes, it is risible that even managers of failing companies are paid millions of euros in bonuses, but that’s small peanuts compared to the limitless hunger of shareholders for a quick profit.

A local example is the story of ABN AMRO. This bank, one of the three biggest in the Netherlands (the others being ING and Fortis) had been under shareholder pressure to perform better for years, preferably by merging with another bank or selling off some of its subsidaries. Things came to a crisis last year, when a hedge fund called TCI (The Children’s Investment Fund Management) challenged the board of directors directly to split or sell the company to the highest bidder. The response of the
board was to seek a merger with Barclays, a bidding war with a rival group of companies (Royal Bank of Scotland, Fortis and Banco Santander) erupted which the latter won, but not before ABN had sold off some of the targets this group was particularly after. Billions of euros were wasted in this fight, only for several of the companies involved to end up in deep trouble this year. Both ABN AMRO and Fortis have been nationalised by the Dutch government, while the Royal Bank of Scotland had to be rescued by the British government, in what both insisted was not a nationalisation but just looked like one. Without the pressure from TCI this costly takeover fight could’ve been avoided and AB, Fortis and RBS would’ve been in a much better position now.

That’s the problem with hedge funds and shareholders in general. They’re parasites with no stake in the companies they control. The economy 101 idea of shareholders as investors in companies providing them with the capital to expand or set up their business has long been obsolete. The vast majority of shares is traded between third parties, with the company receiving no money at all from them. For the shareholder the only issue is whether or not their share will make a profit in the short run and to achieve that they’ve egged on companies to take greater and greater risks. HEdge funds in particular are dangerous because there’s so little public oversight of them. A handful of people in control of billions of euros, pounds or dollars can make decisions that will make or destroy companies, make thousands of people unemployed or destroy the economy of a small or not so small country. They’re fundamentally undemocratic and need to be abolished as a first step to take public control of our economies.

Mandy and Georgie sinking in a yacht, b.i.t.c.h.i.n.g.

You could smeel the relief in the papers the past week, when little Georgie Osborne challenged Lord Mandy to a bitchslap. Fun politics again, hot gossip and dodgy Russian billionaires and sundrenched yachts on exotic Greek islands: much more interesting than this boring old credit crisis turned recession that’s bringing everybody down in the whole world and you actually have to know too much about to write about it. Dangle a sausage of juicy innuendo in front of the British media and they’ll happily ignore everything else that’s going: perfect timing, now even Gordon has to admit Britain is sliding towards recession –“ending the era of boom and bust” indeed.

In the end it doesn’t matter whether little George or Mandy was right, whether George wanted fifty thousand pound or not. The real scandal is the shadow chancellor and the European Commissioner for Trade palling around not just with an at the very least somewhat dodgy Russian oligarch but also the heir to the
quintessential banking fortune
. Yes, any party with asperations towards government in any western country has to be pals on one level or another with the real owners of the world, the ultrarich men and women who don’t care who rules the plebs, as long as their fortunes are safe, but to do it this blatantly?

This is one of those fights in which you wish all the participants would lose, but how much of this was choreographed from the start, what with Rothschild and Osborne being such old friends and all? Or is this just a long simmering inferiority complex coming to the fore, Osborne doing something stupid as telling on Mandelson because he’s jealous of the easy way Mandy gets easy acces to the dinner table
when he has to beg for the scraps? On Have I Got News For You Friday nigth they described the initiation rite Osborne had to go through at the Bullington Club was held upside down by his fellow members, who banged his head on the floor each time he failed to answer correctly the question: “What are you?” They said the answer was “I’m despicable”, but that was not quite it, as another gossipmonger disguised as journalist, Marina Hyde revealed. It was actually “I am a despicable cunt”. Not to play the armchair psychologist here, but that sort of thing must smart.

In a month when governments frantically pumped money into the financial system, capitalism’s heartland and talked tough about better and stronger regulation and an end to the greed and bonus culture in the City, this affair showed crystal clear where the real power still lies. It was best shown in the way Rothschild warned Osbornewhen the latter went on to deny the allegations against him:

Nat Rothschild, the merchant banker who accused shadow chancellor George Osborne of soliciting a £50,000 donation from Russian oligarch Oleg Deripaska, has warned he will destroy Osborne if the Tories continue to question his account of the discussions that took place at his villa on Corfu.

Declaring a form of uneasy truce, friends of Rothschild said he did not at this stage want to escalate the public battle with his old friend. They said Rothschild had not intended to bring Osborne down by disclosing the shadow chancellor’s involvement in talks about
raising money from Deripaska. Instead, the friends said, Rothschild had intended it as a “slap on the wrist” because he was furious
that Osborne had breached confidences in an attempt to damage Labour business secretary Lord Mandelson.

If that isn’t the voice of naked command, nothing is. “You boys can go on playing your little games, as long as you don’t bother us. But if you do, we’ll crush you effortlessly”. Osborne seemed to have gotten the hint, but I wouldn’t be too cocky if I were Rothschild. In this bourgeoisised world such blatant reminders of the old class system are not appreciated; even the queen has to “dress down” so to speak. Tories like Osborne can nurse a grudge as well and the political climate is ripe for a bit of populist rabble rousing…

More news like this, please

Ex-king of Nepal will have his electricity cut if he doesn’t pay his bills:

Nepal’s former royals must pay unpaid bills of more than $1m within 15 days or power to their homes could be cut off, the state utility company says.

The Nepal Electricity Authority (NEA) says the former royals must pay arrears dating back several years for power to 22 palaces and bungalows.

It is a further blow to a family which ruled for centuries before the monarchy was abolished in May.

Chopping off their heads is a powerful tradition for dealing with superfluous monarchs it’s true, but you have to admire the utter and complete humiliation the Nepalese have inflicted here, to be cut off like the meanest commoner.

The ruling class enjoying itself

Barack and John, supposedly in mortal combat for the presidency, having a good time together. Some would call it a thriumph for the idea of democracy as fair play, but you can guess my attitude from the title. It’s just slightly sickening to see them clowning around while there’s so much at stake. Certaintly doesn’t improve my opinion of Obama, too much of a centrist stoge anyway.

But at least abortion is safe with him, there will be slightly less pressure to punish the poor for their poverty, perhaps even some modest measures to easen the burden of the working classes and of course no half senile, rage addict with his fingers on the button and an Alaskan ignoramus waiting in the wings.

The Dead go Unburied! Where’s the outrage?

Says The Mail on Sunday:

With undertakers unable to extend credit, some poor families are having to wait more than two months before receiving government help paying for funerals, the weekly tabloid said.

Bereaved families can apply to the Department for Work and Pensions if they can prove they are receiving state benefit payments and cannot afford to foot the bill.

Around 27,000 people per year receive cash for funerals from the DWP’s Social Fund, totalling 46 million pounds (78 million dollars, 58 million euros).

Where’s the outrage over this national disgrace? Where is the indignation about Britain having become such a third world nation it cannot even afford timely funerals for its decenthardworkingfamilies? The tabloids are quick to predict doom and gloom whenever a strike does even so much as mildly inconvience a sub-editor, with warnings about a return to the “Winter of discontent” when “the dead were left unburied”, but this time? Not so much. You’d think waiting times of more than two months rate more than just a small article in the Mail on sunday when the largely fictitious accounts of the late seventies are still trotted out as dire warnings thirty years later, but nary a peep.

But then this doesn’t concern the comfortable middle classes, as they all have decent insurance for this. And if it doesn’t happen to the middle classes, it doesn’t exist. People who are so irresponsible as to work a job on which they can’t even afford their own funeral have only themselves to blame. They should’ve become merchant bankers erm stock broker erm strike>estate agent never mind…

But still, 46 million pounds to pay for 27,000 funerals? That’s some 1700 pounds per funeral. Not exactly cheap, is it?