Betting on failure
There's a good overview of the core issue of credit default swaps in the NYT:
Should people be able to bet on your death? How about your financial failure?
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None of this argument would be taking place if regulators had done their jobs years ago and classified credit-default swaps as insurance.
As it happened, however, clever people on Wall Street followed the prescription laid down by Humpty Dumpty in Lewis Carroll’s “Through the Looking Glass:”
“When I use a word,” Humpty Dumpty said, in rather a scornful tone, “it means just what I choose it to mean — neither more nor less.”
When Alice protested, Humpty Dumpty replied that the issue was “which is to be master — that’s all.”
More at the link that's well worth reading.
Of course, insurance is highly regulated and requires putting money aside (reserves and capital) to back up the promises being made.
Thing is, CDSs aren't the only type of “insurance” out there – all sorts of options and swaps are essentially promises, but generally no collateral seems to be required to back them. Part of the way options-writers got out of these requirements was showing methods of hedging the options so that the payoffs would be sure to be covered – such as using cash and shorting stocks to cover a put option payoff.
So CDSs would have been a lot more expensive to write if those making the promises had to reserve like other insurance products. And thus not as many would have been written, and not as many investors would have found them attractive.
But the other problem, which is popping up in the Goldman Sachs CDO situation, is asymmetrical information: when one side of the deal has a lot more information on the likelihood of failure, and is underpaying for the “protection”. Those going “naked” on CDOs and CDSs were betting that failure was much more likely than the prices they were paying for their positions would indicate.
The same thing is going on in the life insurance industry, by the way, in the arguments over STOLI. STOLI is where a third party with no insurable interest gets a person to buy a life insurance policy, carefully picked (both the policy and the person) such that the premiums are way out of line with the covered person's actual mortality rates. For STOLI to work well (just like life insurance), a lot of people need to be involved, because sometimes the people will live longer than expected and the investment takes a loss. Just like when one buys an underpriced CDS: sometimes the covered debt instrument will not default.
The issue is, though, that those holding CDSs, naked or not, could be directly involved in whether the covered debt defaults by not cooperating in a bankruptcy deal. To bring this back to STOLI, this is like the investor being the person who gets to decide if the person gets medical care. There's a pretty large conflict of interest there.
Part of the issue is that in the CDS world, all of these conflicts seem to be legal. (STOLI is on hazier ground, due to all the insurance regulation, which is done state-by-state. Many STOLI arrangements have been struck down in various states, so it's a very risky business for an investor to get involved in.)
I don't know if the financial regulation bill that just passed the Senate (and now needs to be reconciled with the House bill) will deal with this situation, but if it does, I wouldn't be surprised if a new, fancy-pants instrument were invented to rout the intended regs.
Because people who are seeking profits tend to be a cleverer bunch than your run-of-the-mill bureaucrat or politician.
So write more rules, but don't think it will prevent the next financial meltdown.
MORE BETTING ON DEATH: STOAs: stranger-originated annuities
Michigan Democratic Party Tries to Manufacture Own Ersatz Tea Party
Trevor Loudon has the details, and the socialist background of the Party Chair. Since Michigan doesn't use fusion balloting, this is clearly an attempt to muddy the waters and hope that underinformed voters will pull the lever for anything marked Tea Party.
I'll leave it to the ballot wonks to figure out how best to counteract the deception.
POWIP’s Version of Round-Up
A truly Genius Political Ad with none-too-subtle props.
h/t Grace
An Unauthorized biography of Ronald McDonald
h/t Damon
Marshmallow Fluff needs a new website
Oh, and ... this too.
Proof POWIP is Limberger
Let's face it, getting a denouncement from JD is all well and good. I mean, it's worth something anyway.
But whereas Fausta and countless other bloggers on the interturbal gristaphone received actual death threats (both pre and post) everyone Drawer Majammas Day, you know what we here at POWIP got?
I'll tell you: we got a big FAT NOTHING! Bupkis. Zero. Ziltch. Nada.
No - No death threats for us!
We even put a pile of plastic dog's poop on his head (allah suck a goat, we did).
You know that all of us posting here are very sensitive and shit... classically trained in crass-cultural communication and such as we are. You also know we are very well-traveled (on the whole). That is we are very international!
And that means we are very deserving!
Obambi gets an Oscar... and we here at POWIP cannot even get a fucking fatwa... what the hell am I to use my Fatwa Offset Credits on?
Complete bullshit, I tell you.
I guess it's back to JD denouncements for us! Boy, you really showed us! Bastiges.
You are being burned in effigy in my mind, you sorry-ass, lazy Islamofascists.
Thanks fer nuthin. And... what is this world coming to?
The B-52s Dance This Mess Around
Remember when you held my hand
Remember when you were my man
Walk talk in the name of love
Before you break my heart
Think it over, think it over
Roll it over in your mind
Why don't you threaten me
I'm not no Limburger
Just a limburger
Dance this mess around
Dance this mess around, 'round, 'round
Everybody gets a Fatwa (except for POWIP)
They dance this mess around
They do the Shu-ga-loo
Do the Shy Tuna
Do the Camel Walk
Do the Hip-o-crit
Ah-Hippy Hippy forward Hippy Hippy
Hippy Shake, Hippy Shake
Oh-it's time to do 'em right
Hey now, don't that make you feel a whole lot better?
Huh?
I say, don't that make you feel a whole lot better
What you say?
I'm just askin'
Shake-Bake-Shake-Bake
Everybody gets a death threat (except for POWIP)
They dance this mess around
They do all 16 dances
Do the Coo-ca-choo
Do the Aqua-velva
Do the Dirty Dog
Do the Escalator
Ah-Hippy Hippy forward Hippy Hippy
Hippy Shake, Hippy Shake
It's time to do 'em right
Hey! Fred, now don't that make you feel a whole lot better now?
Huh?
Say, don't that make you feel a whole lot better?
What you say?
I'm just askin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah...
Stop!
Dance on over
Yeah, yeah
Dance, dance, dance this mess around
Dance this mess around
Shake, shake-a-bake shake
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Dance this mess around
Yeah, yeah, yeah........
UPDATED - Three Beers Later also deserves a Fatwa - if Fausta has any to spare.
Just Got Home from Illinois
Locked the front door, oh boy
Got to set down, take a rest on the porch.
Last week, an Illinois judge rejected Chicago artist Christopher Drew’s motion to dismiss the Class I felony charge against him. Drew is charged with violating the state’s eavesdropping statute when he recorded his encounter with a police officer last December on the streets of Chicago. A Class I felony in Illinois is punishable by 4 to 15 years in prison. It’s in the same class of crimes as sexual assault. Drew will be back in court in June to request a jury trial.
I’m currently working on a feature for Reason about man in a more rural part of the state charged with six violations of the same statute, all of them for making audio recordings of on-duty public officials. For several of the counts in that case, the police were actually on the man’s property. He started recording his conversations with police because he felt he was being unjustly harassed for violating a town ordinance he thought was unconstitutional.
Picture of the day!
Michelle "the arms, man!" Obama, takin' the chilrunz to the Gun Show! And as always, the picture of style, grace, beauty, and, you know, well developed biceps. No wonder POTUS doesn't cross her; for fear of her right cross, no doubt...
(Photo courtesy of d.yimg.com)
Adoption, Blumenthal, D’oh! Sierra Nevada Bigfoot
I went to this Salon piece thinking it was going to be the usual whining, but the author has good points: the adoptive parents are THE parents.
Saletan takes on Stolen Valor Party candidate Blumenthal.
Richard Blumenthal, the attorney general of Connecticut, has a problem. He's running for the U.S. Senate, and he's been caught on video implying falsely that he served in Vietnam. He'd like your understanding as he explains that he simply "misspoke" about his service. He'd like you to give him a break.
But Blumenthal has never given anyone a break. He has made a career out of holding others to the strictest standards of truth—and mercilessly prosecuting them when they fall short.
Profiling: Illegals stage protest in McCain's office, now subject to deportation. (Gay Iranian fail)
Sierra Nevada Bigfoot, A Review:
It's duly advertised as being heavy on hops and barley, a so-called barleywine brew. Okay. What I didn't really expect was a 2x4 upside the head.
It's not unpleasant, though it's heavy enough that you'll be thinking about whether you want that second one by the time the first is gone. If you manage more than 3 during a 3-hour stretch, please do email, because I want to know what the experience was like. I did not think it possible that I'd find a beer too hoppy until I drank this. I stand corrected.
If you're out at a restaurant that serves Bigfoot, and you want to have only ONE BEER and no more, you could do worse. That one beer will get you a buzz, and it won't be overwhelmed by anything, no matter how spicy. Try it with your lamb vindaloo. If you think you might like several, or you're headed out dancing, DO NOT DRINK THIS BEER.
Secret Service Investigate Drunks
who burned a bust of Obama at a West Allis, WI, bar.
Just terrible.









