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Greek Crisis

 
 
There are macro reasons, which are simple and easy: too much corruption etc.

But that doesn’t explain why exactly the Greek economy chose to implode in 2008.

The short answer is the following:

The Greek Economy starting approximately in 1984 started a massive expansion of the amount of money the government spent within the economy. This expansion continued throughout the next 20 years.

The problem with the expansion is that it was not fueled by taxes but through debt.

There were two sources of debt income. The first was the EU which gave the Greek economy a lot of money to improve the country. The second was inflation. What most non-Greeks and most Greeks under the age of 30 don’t remember, is that in the period around 1981->1992 we experienced rapid devaluation of our currency and our savings. In fact sometime in the 1988->1992 period — I can’t remember the exact timing inflation was on a hyper-inflationary trajectory … Stores were offering discounts if you paid in cash now, and prices were changing very rapidly.

Before monetary union access to EU debt was harder than it became after the union.

So up until EU monetary union the situation was unstable and heading to a fall but the rate of accumulation of debt was low.

However, the evil cocktail was brewed and drunk. The cocktail was the following: many Greeks derived some income from the state. This was either indirect – working for a firm that had contracts or directly for the state. The only way to increase income was to get the state to give you more. The only way the state could get more was to borrow. In the past when the amount giving out exceeded the amount coming we would have inflation.

Then monetary union happened and all of a sudden the government could borrow at will at low rates, and give out more money and not pay for it in terms of inflation. And so the government did.

This was a classic ponzi scheme. So the question is: how the hell did the government get the money?

There were three approaches.

1. The first was direct loans, which were not that interesting and limited in scope. Government to government lending is never fun or easy.

2.The second was forcing pension funds under government control to only buy Greek bonds. In fact much of the pension crisis in Greece can be traced to that fact when you couple it with the hair-cut that was imposed on the bonds.

3. The third was far more venal and poorly understood. Basically the Greek government installed it’s own leaders in the public banks and told them to get German loans at ridiculous rates to buy Greek debt. It was a perfect scam: the Germans loaned to Greek banks and the Banks loaned to Greek Government, the Greek Government then spent the money and the German tax payer was going to bail everyone out.

The reason this third scheme was so brilliant is that it made the Greek banks look stable: after all they were borrowing from Germans to lend to the Greek government. And the Greek government looked stable because it was growing — although the growth was fueled by debt.

So what happened? In 2008 as we all know the debt fueled intoxication of the growth period between ~1980 and 2008 came to a crashing end. It came to an end because of the mortgage backed security crisis that put a lot of pressure on the German banks which all of a sudden were unwilling or unable to lend to the Greek government. With the sudden cut-off of the debt fueled air-supply the Greek government started to see it’s growth slow and all of a sudden the debt to GDP ratio went from scary to terrifying to nightmare on elm street scary.

With the Greek government looking insolvent, the Greek banks became insolvent, and then the money stopped flowing in Greece. And if you remember the pension note I made earlier, because the Greek government was on the hook for those liabilities as well it just got worse and worse and worse.

The current set of solutions are not working because most governments are unable to fathom that the real, not-debt-fueled economy, is much smaller.

Let me explain.

In the 1980’s Greece was a poor country. If you weren’t working in some industry that directly extracted money from foreigners or sold to foreigners or dealt with with foreign industry you lived poorly. As the government shared more debt money with people through higher salaries etc, the broader economy took off. As a classic example in the 1980’s Greeks did not travel around Greece because they were broke. In the 1990’s Greek tourism was dominated by Greeks because they had money. That growth in income was fueled in large part by the debt taken on by the Greek government.

So what’s going on now is that people whose business are operating with the rules of the 1980’s are doing fine. If you’re a boutique hotel in Santorin where 90% of your clients are foreigners you’re doing fine. If you’re a hotel in Anafi dependent on Greeks you’re going broke.

Until everyone admits that the country is poorer than the loans assumed the country will continue to free fall. At some point in time either the Greeks will say enough or the debtors will take action. I hope it’s the latter. The former may create other bigger problems for Greece.

Props to Pincus and Zynga

Props to Mark Pincus and Zynga.

At our all hands Zynga once again announced that they will donate up to 1000$ for each dollar employees donate to charities.

It’s not a ton of money. But it reflects the commitment the company has to not just making money, but being a good neighbor. Combine that with the thousands of hours we invested in “community week”, it makes me happy to work at a company that hasn’t forgotten that we have stakeholders beyond our shareholders.

Enjoying software

Originally said on quora:

Everyone’s answer is different.

At the core, software allows me to understand the world I live in.

Why?
(1)  software is the closest I can get to mathematical modelling of the real world.
(2)  software lets me test my models very fast.

To be precise, software exists to interact with the real world that is messy and confused and broken. And to write software you have to create these simplifications and these abstractions. And while you create them you begin to acquire real insight about how the world actually works.

Unlike mathematics or physics or other forms of science, what I love about software is that you can test out your simplifications immediately. There is no intellectual argument or complex experiment that needs to be executed. The program runs, and the data starts to flow.

Because software allows for iteration, understanding can come quickly.

 

I’m going on Strike

I’ve been a hockey fan for almost 28 years. My emotional connection to hockey began in 1983 when Steve Penny out-of-no-where stoned the big bad bruins, and then lead Montreal to two straight victories over the New York Islanders in Long Island. 

When my family moved to Athens Greece, I still followed the Habs religiously. And to be clear, this meant driving to a kiosk that happened to have an overpriced copy of the international herald tribune so I could get 2 lines in an article saying what happened in a game. 

Returning to the US in 1992, thanks to things like Gopher it became possible to read the AP articles about hockey games. I remember waking up at 7am, and running to the CS department to check out the gopher scores. We didn’t have broadband or wireless in our dorms.

In 1998 the internet finally let me listen to games, again. And my love affair was rekindled.

Except that was the dead-puck era. And watching hockey was painful. 

In 2008, my wife took me to a game for my birthday. And ever since, I’ve been hooked to watching the game live. Growing up in Montreal, you couldn’t get season tickets, so I never imagined I would have season tickets to a REAL hockey team. That was like the coolest thing ever.

And now I have a son who CAN ACTUALLY UNDERSTAND THE GAME, and I was looking forward to taking him to the NHL, and the NHL has decided they can’t figure out how to split billions. So instead, he’s watching baseball. Hell, I was about to spend 1000$ (the balance of  the first quarter of the season) to go watch a baseball game, A BASEBALL GAME! My sone is going to turn into a baseball fan. A BASEBALL FAN!

The players have a right to strike, and the owners have a right to make money, but HOCKEY isn’t just a sport, it’s part of the fabric of our communities. There are friends who I meet on a regular basis at the rink, that I no longer meet.

And God Forbid the owners and the players consider the damage they are doing to their communities. 

In this era of profit maximization at all costs, I spit on the NHL players union, and I spit on the owners, you screwed over my winter. And you don’t care. 

So I’m going on strike. Oh I’ll watch your games, and I’ll buy your tickets but as for hockey related income, I am not buying a single piece of NHL merchandise (or whatever you’re calling hockey-related-income) for at least one year after the end of the strike 

Damn you for ruining the my winter. Damn you. 

I found the high.

I’ve been running off and on for almost 28 years.  And in all of that time I have been searching for that runner’s high.

I’m overweight, and have been my whole life. I’ve got flat feet. My feet pronate when they move. There is no grace to my body when it runs. Heck there is very little grace to my body when it moves. People like me run because they have to, not because of some joy they feel when moving…

I started running in elementary school. My dad, when I was a kid, was really into jogging and dragged me along for his runs. Then my parents desperate to see me exercise motivated me in any which way they could to go running.

I’ve run in the snow. I’ve run in the sun. I’ve run uphill and I’ve run downhill. I’ve never run competitively. I’ve run a 7 minute mile, I’ve even run 3×7 minute miles, and then promptly injured myself and haven’t run a 7 mile since.

I’ve run at altitude in Vail, and then at sea-level in sunnyvale and finally understood the power of blood doping and EPO.

But no matter where I’ve run I’ve never found that runner’s high. Runner’s high was like a Republican in the south bay, or a satiated labrador, something people talked about but never actually experienced.

And still I ran. I ran and ran. I ran to lose weight, I ran to keep weight off, I ran so I could eat. I ran. And I ran. And I ran.

The last 6 months I’ve been training for a marathon and I’ve run over 400 miles. And still there was no runner high. When folks asked me about running I said: Running has no high. It’s a miserable boring form of exercise. It’s painful, and pointless just efficient for health and weight management. You stick one foot in front of the other, and your body moves to the rhythm of the plodding. There is no magic, There is no beauty. There is no mystical wonderful moment. It’s just pure pain. Anyone who tells you otherwise is lying.

I was the atheist of running. In tune with the reality of running I had rejected the mysticism as nonsense. Drivel spewed by the high priests who used their mystical nonsense to get more people into their cult. There is no high, just pain, and in accepting that reality we are liberated!

But today, I found that runner’s high. That moment of pure bliss where you are moving and you don’t even feel like your doing anything, your body just magically glides forward and it all just fits together like a magical ride.

It took me 400+ miles of training to finally find the runner’s high. And it’s as wonderful as everyone said it would be.

Or maybe it’s the Tapering Crazies…

Admiring Lance for doing more than just winning but he still is a cheater.

It’s been months of rants, and counter-rants on Lance Armstrong. 

Tell me it ain’t so, Lance…

I have mixed feeling about the whole lance armstrong thing. On the one hand, my dad who wrote a book on lung medicine was surprised to find out that Lance was able to compete at the highest possible level given his medical history. My dad more or less convinced me that he was probably cheating.

On the other hand, I saw those races. And in those races his team was t

he best prepared, organized and trained. Yes everyone else took drugs, yes everyone else cheated, but he did everything better than them. When Jan Ullrich was a fat ass who couldn’t attack, Lance wasn’t. When Pantani was unhinged, Lance was not. When the rest of the field was getting caught cheating because they were a bunch of amatuers he didn’t.

My wife and I often remarked Lance probably cheated better than anyone else. And looking at what the documents said, we were right: he did cheat better than anyone else.

Professional sports is a form of entertainment. And Lance entertained me. He was the greatest cyclist of his era, and he remains the greatest cyclist of his era. And because cycling has had cheating since, well forever, he is the greatest cyclist ever.

Let me repeat that. Cycling has had the use of banned substances since for-ever. The cyclist who died on mont-ventoux, Tom Simpson, had more junk in his blood than a junkie… And I wish I could remember the cyclist from the 1930’s, Fausto Coppi, who said; One does not win the tour on water alone. And there is my all time favorite: Age and treachery will always win out over youth and talent…

And what really infuriates me is the self-righteous journalists who spew…

There is this unbelievable hypocrisy by folks who have other options than to cheat, to say that Lance should never have cheated. If he had never had cheated he would be yet another frustrated athlete who never amounted to anything, may never have found the medical coverage to survive, may never created the Lance Armstrong foundation.

They’re saying he should have accepted a life of irrelevance because that was the right thing to do…

Every great success is achieved in part by exploiting the accepted rules of the game. And Lance did that better than anyone else. He operated in an era where drugs were not considered cheating. And then we changed our minds and said: HOW DARE HE! HOW DARE THEY!

Those self-righteous journalists KNEW what was going — and if they didn’t they were deaf blind and mute. And then when it was impossible to hide they acted like the Captain Renault: I am shocked shocked to discover that gambling is going on…

Lance is the greatest professional cyclist. And unless we want to vacate every champion since Fausto Coppi, we have to just admit that our *morality* changed, and not punish Lance. He’s right it’s a witch hunt. It’s our new morality punishing Lance because we changed.

 

And now time has passed … and I’ve been thinking about what I will tell my son about cheating and winning and losing. 

What I will tell him is that cheating is wrong. That in the end, cheating gets you a short term advantage but in the long haul you can’t fake what you don’t have. And that he shouldn’t cheat, and I’ll respect him more for losing than for winning while cheating. 

But I’ll also tell him that there are some activities where cheaters do win, and that he’s probably best served by not participating in them. That in some human endeavors you can’t avoid getting dirty, you can’t avoid cheating because the people enforcing the rules have decided to not enforce them. That when the stakes are very high, things get ugly, very ugly. And he needs to understand that point. That sometimes cheaters do win. And that people do cheat. And that he can’t just assume people will play fair. 

And it’s not just in sports. It’s everywhere. Consider what’s going on with the attempts to disenfranchise poor voters with voter registration laws… 

As for Lance, I understand why Lance did what he did. He wanted to win, and the people enforcing the rules chose to not enforce them. They chose to ignore what was going on. And so he had to chose to make an impact on the world OR be a man of high integrity. 

No amount of his cheating can change the fact that when Saku Koivu needed inspiration to come back from Cancer he read Lance’s book. And Lance gets credit for that. And no amount of his cheating can change the fact that he inspired me to finish the Death Ride. And he inspired countless other people whom I don’t know. And he gets credit for that. 

And I look at guys like Bill Gates who pushed the rules to the very hairy edge. He’s helped eliminate malaria from India. And you know what, I’m okay with what he did. And he helped eliminate a company I loved (SGI) and an industry I loved (UNIX) – so it’ s not like my life wasn’t impacted. 

And I look at guys Muhammed Ali, and Arthur Ashe who did something with the fact that they were champions, something the mattered. 

So I’ll tell my son: Don’t cheat. That integrity matters. But that more than cheating and winning, what matters is what you do with what you’ve won. That the world will remember you more for what you did with your winning more than they will that you won. But if you cheat they will also remember that you cheated. 

And the real lesson in all of this mess is that Lance did something with the fact that he won that was meaningful. And that the money he raised and the people he helped are real and for that he deserves more credit than any other winner. And that if you admire Lance, don’t admire him for winning the Tour de France admire what he did with the fact that he won.

And that the people who hate him now and want to discredit him now, well they can not take away all the good that he did. And that that good matters a lot more than any silly tour-de-france victory. 

But that all that good he did will never change the fact that he cheated. And that his good will always be tainted. Much like Mr Gate’s good will always be tainted… So don’t cheat. 

Because as much good as Lance did, he will still always be a cheater, and that reflects poorly on his integrity. And integrity matters. 

And that as great as Lance was, he will never be as iconic as Muhammed Ali or Arthur Ashe, because well he cheated. 

My last 12 mile run.

This afternoon I will be doing my last 12 mile run for a very long time.. next week it’s 8, and then after that it’s 26!

I want to thank my wife — without whom I would have quit when I did that first 8 mile run and discovered that the pain of 8 miles >>> 6 miles… And who has provided awesome post-run support in the form of smoothies. She has also been willing to endure

1. me disappearing for 4 and 5 hour stretches,

2. me coming back like a physical wreck after my runs

3. a trip to Greece.

 

I also want to thank my FB friends for their support. Without them cheering me on, this whole process would have felt a lot, and I mean a lot, lonelier.

Finally I want to thank my cousin Margarita’s husband who inspired me to run this thing. Now granted he did it in less than 4 hours, and I will hopefully do it in less than 6, but inspiration is where you can find it.

And as a special added bonus, I want to thank my appetite … In spite of running over 400 miles, I only lost 4 pounds. An amazing tribute to a voracious eater…