Public Enemy #1

 

Anthony and Mrs. Weiner during gayer times, apparently at the Mauritius Independence Day parade

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This is the problem with our economy, right here. Get ready for the one Anthony Weiner piece that has nothing to do with sex. Or sexting. Or sextuplets.

The man pictured above, as you probably know, is America’s newest ex-congressman. Some embarrassing details recently came out about him, each revelation more damning than the previous one, culminating in by far the most shameful one of all. From the London Daily Mail:

Anthony Weiner owes between $10,000 and $15,000 on his American Express card.

This man was entrusted with 1/435 of congressional spending decisions. Considering that the current year’s budget sits at $3.8 trillion, you could argue that Weiner was responsible for spending $8.8 billion of your money.

Read that again: a man with a 5-digit credit card bill was making financial decisions for you and me.

It gets better. Over each of the last three years he averaged more than $700 in parking tickets. Well, that’s how much he averaged in unpaid tickets. We’re not sure how many parking infractions he incurred and actually paid for. Weiner also committed fraud by placing the registration sticker for one of his cheaper cars on his more expensive SUV.

The story implies that Weiner owns at least 3 vehicles. While living in a two-person household. And carrying up to $15,000 in American Express debt. (Not sure if he has other cards.) As to why someone who lives in the most urbanized part of the country and doesn’t have kids is driving a Nissan Pathfinder (current models run about $30,000), you’ll have to ask private citizen Weiner.

Maybe he paid cash for all the cars, and isn’t carrying any monthly payments. And maybe he and his wife have a healthy marriage, too.

And – we’re so not done yet – that part about not having kids? Weiner recently announced that he and his wife of a year are expecting a child. A fortuitous announcement, made a couple of weeks ago, because the pregnancy status of congressmen’s wives is routinely of interest to the nation. Good for the Weiners, though: when you’ve got a large liability on your books, one that’s costing you probably 19% interest, that’s the time you want to create another mouth to feed. (Never mind that Weiner will be in his mid-60s when the kid graduates high school.)

Look at the details of his expenditures. See those monthly processing fees? Weiner was paying for the privilege of spending his own money – money he collected as a servant of the United States taxpayer.

If you’re on the fence about leaving a comment on today’s post, leave one in response to the following question: What would be the harm in requiring candidates for Congress to carry zero credit card debt? Or at least in requiring them not to be paying processing fees, which are among the most idiotic and unnecessary expenditures a person can incur? Such a requirement would never become law, because the mice are in charge of the cheese, but still.

A man in his mid-40s, with zero dependents (his wife has a full-time job), and a (useless, political science) degree from a state college, making a six-digit salary, and this is what his personal finances look like.

That Weiner’s inability – no, refusal – to build wealth and take responsibility for his finances barely warranted a mention during his recent story arc in the news is yet another symptom of a fatal disease. His negative cash flow isn’t even remarkable by congressional standards. And again, every sentence in this post could be followed by the following: he’s partially responsible for authorizing federal expenditures.

If you’re nonchalant about your credit card bills to the point where you’re incurring processing fees every single month, many of them in the high triple-digits, while incurring parking tickets regularly and buying more cars than you can possibly drive, why on earth would you bother being judicious when spending other people’s money?

Weiner represented less than ¼% of the problem, too. His ilk remain and continue to spend taxpayer money at uncontrollable (and uncontrollably accelerating) rates. It bears repeating that every dollar confiscated from taxpayers doesn’t only carry the potential to be wasted, but reduces the taxpayers’ own autonomy proportionally. That’s one fewer dollar that could have been invested back in the economy as its original owner saw fit. Meanwhile, the congressman who carries no credit card debt, earns money by providing a legitimate service in the private sector, doesn’t draw a pension on principle, and refuses to let his kids put taxpayers on the hook by financing their educations via student loans, is beyond rare.

Weiner can find money when there’s a sufficiently important purpose in the balance, however. He had somehow managed to scrounge up $3 million for a run at a forthcoming New York mayoral race. The people get the government they deserve, indeed.

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15 Years to Freedom

Thanks to Arohan at Personal Dividends for indirectly helping us out yet again. He’s the guy who graciously lets us guest host the Carnival of Wealth every month, and also let us write this post for his last year. It appears here in slightly updated form on Recycle Friday. Again, updates in CYC Burnt Umber. This week’s topic? Halving your mortgage. Totally legally:

It’s the modern exemplar of fiscal responsibility – the mortgage you pay off in half the time of a standard one. Granted, people who carry 15-year mortgages are generally the same ones who alphabetize their refrigerators and iron their gym clothes. But people like that are worth emulating in a society where the populace now regards mortgages and credit card debt as no more obligatory than rural speed limits.

Obviously, paying a mortgage off in half the standard time means you’re making payments twice as big, or close to it.

But you aren’t. Here are a couple of graphs that show how long it takes to start making a dent in the principal when you finance your house over 30 years, vis-a-vis 15 years. We used standard market rates, which we’ll quantify in a second. The purple line is your cumulative interest payment, which you obviously want to keep as low as possible. The purple line moves in concert with the yellow line, which is your principal balance: you want the yellow line to take as short a path as possible from the northwest corner of the graph to the southeast corner.

Chart 1: A 30 Yr Mortgage
30-Year Mortgage
Chart 2: A Comparable 15 Yr Mortgage
A Comparable 15-Year Mortgage 

That second graph is revolutionary, and indicates how there’s not only never been a better time to buy a house (or houses) than now, but that there’s never been a better time to get yourself into a 15-year mortgage.

Around 1981, 30-year mortgages were going for 18%. Just for sheer horror value, here’s a comparable chart from then. We enclosed it in a thick red border to denote danger:

Chart 3
 

It’s true: There are homeowners whose 30-year mortgages are coming due this year, who as recently as 2008 still had less than half equity in the house. These people might be your parents. Don’t show them this article.

But getting back to the relevant charts, the first two: we’re not criticizing people with 30-year mortgages. Given such variables as human life expectancy, house obsolescence, and wages and salaries, 30 years has always been the historical happy medium for a mortgage term – not so long that you’re on the hook into your senescence, and not so short that you’re forgoing dental floss to make payments.

However, we’re in The Great 21st Century Stagnation and everything’s at least a little askew.

Here are the actual current mortgage numbers. The average 30-year mortgage right now goes for a minuscule 4.33%, which still dwarfs the average 3.85% that 15-year mortgagors are paying. The difference between the rates has never been this big. Ever.

Last summer, the median home in the United States sold for $176,400 according to the first chart on this page.

Aside: some esoterica from that chart.

  • the string of “N/A” in the Detroit row is amusing. What a craptastic town. Nothing there is applicable.
  • the numbers for Ocala and Ft. Myers seem low until you remember that the vast majority of those homes are snowbird apartments.
  • building restrictions in the Bay Area have had the desired effect, if the effect desired was pricing everyone out of the market.

If you bought the median house with an average-priced 15-year mortgage, how big would your monthly payments be? Here come the math:

Mortgage Payment Calculation

You really need to stop complaining. “Waah, I suck at math. I’m no good with numbers (giggle).” It embarrasses us both.

Would you say “Waah, I suck at English. I’m no good with words” in public? Of course not, you’d sound like a tard. How is this any different?

Take your interest rate, divide it into the number of payments you make annually, add 1, take to the power of (negative) the number of payments you’ll make over the life of the loan, subtract from 1, multiply by the number of payments in a year, divide into the interest rate, multiply by the amount of the loan. Wasn’t that easy? You should have learned how to do this in the 6th grade. Clip and save the formula, it comes in handy all the time.

Anyhow, your monthly payment is the product here, which is $1291.58.

10 years ago, the average 30-year mortgage went for 7.96%. Let’s plug that interest rate into the above expression and see how much house we could have bought with such a mortgage back then, given the same monthly payments.

You ready?

A house costing $176,693.34.

Yes, today you can pay a house off in half the time it would have taken to pay off the exact same house (plus a medical supply table) in 2000.

In other words, God wants you to not only buy a house today, but be free of your debt obligation no farther in the future than O.J. Simpson’s not guilty verdict is in the past.

Everything beyond this is speculation, but the Fed chairman has indicated that he wants to keep inflation low and money tight. Maybe taking him at his word is foolish, but it seems as though mortgage rates can’t fall much lower. If you’re looking at a 15-year mortgage, and the economy stabilizes between now and 2025 (which of course it will), your 178th, 179th and 180th payments could be awfully palatable and the checks downright fun to cut.

(Thanks to TheMortgageReport.com, which we didn’t crib from to write this post. But it’s one of the very few well-written and informative blogs on any subtopic of personal finance. And Dan Green, the guy who runs it, makes awesome charts.)

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My bank! My precious bank!

Presumably, they had at least $4,250,000 in the vault

What do I do if my bank fails?

Relax. You’re not going to lose your life’s savings. Worst case, you’ll only have a quarter-million dollars left in each of your accounts. Thanks to the Federal Deposit Insurance Corporation, which guarantees you that much when it shuts down a bank. Notwithstanding the debate of whether it’s the federal government’s business to protect depositors from insolvency, the FDIC hasn’t missed a depositor guarantee since its founding 77 years ago. Yet when a bank goes under, people panic – as opposed to panicking before the bank goes under, which would seem like a more appropriate time to lose one’s composure. Many people, for whatever reason, think that among all commercial enterprises it’s banks and banks alone that should be immutable and constant.

What distinguishes a bank from a clothing store or an oil-change place? A bank is a business like any other, selling a service (loans) while trying to do so for more than it costs to stay in business. If the bank fails, it liquidates its inventory and sells it to the highest bidder. Just like a failed sporting goods store or furniture retailer.

So you read that there were 154 bank failures in 2010?

Guess how many restaurant failures there were. You have to guess, because no one keeps a nationwide tally.

But banks are different! They have our money!

Actually, they loan most of it out, but that’s beside the point.

When a bank fails, the people who get hurt the most are the same people who suffer the hardest when any business goes under – its owners. If you’re conditioned to think of the “owner” of a business as someone who’s already rich and is now out one toy, think again. Most small businesses have one, maybe two owners, whose lives are inextricably tied to the fortunes of the business. Sure, the employees might now be jobless, but – they were never invested in the business in the first place. Lose your job, and that’s all you lose – not your life’s savings, not the active nest egg you were building. If you get laid off, your 401(k) goes with you. You do know this, right? You don’t? You really need to read Chapter IV of the book.

Homo sapiens embraces technology, but as a species. There are plenty of outliers – non-adopters who keep their money in something non-institutional. Millions of people, some of whom live a couple doors down from you and/or share your DNA, still don’t trust banks and think the internet is every bit as futuristic as interplanetary travel. Not all of those people lived through the Depression, either.

Still, 154 banks is a lot.

Really? How many banks do you think there are in the United States?

About 8400.

98% of which didn’t fail last year.

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Addendum! It’s like 2 posts in one today!

It’s great when people look at absolute numbers when they should look at relative ones, or vice versa. Heck, even the concept of absolute vs. relative is too much for most people to handle.

Example: Did you know that the Avocado Marketing Board estimates that Americans ate 69.6 million pounds of guacamole on Super Bowl Sunday?

Wow! 69.6 million! If that were money, it’d be more than I’d see in a lifetime! If it were people, it’s…more than would fit in any stadium I’ve ever been in, that’s for sure! 69.6 million! That’s like – the number of grains of sand on all the beaches of the world, right?

If 2/3 of the country watched the game, then that’s 5 1/2 ounces of guacamole per person. (Assuming no one ate guacamole that day and didn’t watch the game. A subset that might include just Tim Ferriss and Rosie O’Donnell, perhaps.) Furthermore, has any bowl of guacamole ever been worn down to the nubbin? Of course not. Any party you’ve ever been to, or held, the guacamole goes mostly uneaten. So it’s probably closer to 2 ounces consumed per person. But OH MY GOD 69.6 MILLION! I FEEL FAINT makes for a ostensibly remarkable superlative. Why? Because the moment a number becomes hard to visualize, people start losing control. You’ve never seen 69.6 million of anything, so it stands to reason that 69.6 million pounds of guacamole is a number sufficiently large to cover the entire contiguous United States 4 miles deep in viscous and tangy chartreuse goodness.*

So 69.6 million pounds (or as we say in Largest-Convenient-Unit Land, 34,800 tons) isn’t a big deal. It’s a very workaday deal. Just like 154 bank failures in a country with more banks than it knows what to do with.

*At least 4 people reading this, all of them female, are unsure if this is sarcasm. They’re wondering if that’s indeed enough guacamole to fill that big a volume, but see it as a math problem and have decided not to get involved. “If McFarlane’s playing with our minds, it’s probably to compensate for his deficiencies in other areas.”

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