Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Numbers...ohhh look at all the sprinkles!




There really is no black and white.  I mean yes there is black and there is white, I'm not arguing that the colors don’t exist, just that there are no "absolutes."



I'm referring simply to the fact that in my experience, it can be both dangerous as well as little arrogant to deal in absolutes.  There is a lot more grey area in the world than black, or white.

I prefer to live in the camp where there are infinite variables and limitless possibilities.  The “never say never” paradigm.  Even in a numbers laden, right or wrong filtered industry like finance, it has been my experience that although 5 is always 5; the interpretation of that five is dependent upon the perception of the receiver.  Five is 5 yes, but whether that 5 is good, bad or indifferent is an altogether different conversation.  One that I like to engage in, frequently.

With this being an election year, occurring after a period of economic uncertainty and market turmoil, on top of a teetering world financial crisis and unstable political climate in the Arab world with the kicker of rapidly rising fuel prices…five is never ever just 5.

I have read countless articles, by teams of economists and financial "gurus" over the past several years trying to keep ahead of the curve and keep my CU on the right course through all of this mess,  and all of them want to explain why they have a corner on the “real picture” market.  They each have their own spin on the facts and the figures and each wants me to believe without a shadow of a doubt that they have the “fiveiest” 5 out there and that the rest of the pack is just trying to paint their 3s to look like a five.  They are all experts.  They are all speculators.  They are all wrong most of the time.  And you know what, that is just fine by me.  Numbers are not absolutes.  When the “facts” are given, even by the world’s foremost economists and big brains on the global this or ratio of that, they are merely spouting off their spin on the data.  Data that most likely they have been given by a mathematician somewhere in a fluorescent lit cubicle in the back of an office complex who is dealing solely with the numbers, formulas, forecasts and fives that they are given by even more mysterious sources.   They don’t really know or care what the numbers represent, or why the expert needs them.  They can interpret ratios and percentages to lean toward whatever side the person paying for the research would like.  Five may indeed be half of ten, but it is only a third of 15…better get 5 more responses…

So, why bother to write this rant on the process of producing preposterous percentages for political purposes and perpetuating them to the populous?

1.      First off, I just spent 45 minutes of my life reading a journal article from an industry expert only to look for the research at the end to back it up and found that it didn’t exist…literally, there was NO research to back this "scholar's" article.  At all.   I needed to vent.

2.      Second, I am tired of hearing the talking heads of network news inaccurately regurgitate “facts” today that I read a month ago. 

They don’t understand what the numbers mean.  They don’t know where they came from.  Most importantly…they don’t know what they should do about them,  any more than you or I do BUT they know that the more you hear them over and over again, the more they become reality.  Take for instance the rumor of $5.00 gas. 

What was proposed, speculated and anticipated by some economists last fall is now $1.001 from becoming a reality.  It may very well be reality soon, my bet is just before my family and I pack up our 12 mile/gallon SUV to drive 1000 miles south for vacation this summer.  Oil prices are by nature speculative and thus mysterious in origin.  Ripe for the talking heads to spin.  The price is as much dependent on people’s perception and political pressure as it is on supply or demand.  When the experts tell us over and over that prices will go to $5/gallon by June, by golly who are the oil barons to prove them wrong.  They have already planted the seed in our heads, they have already greased the wheels and we have already had 6 months to moan and groan.  All of this so that when they DO decide to raise the price, we are already well enough conditioned to it that we won’t raise a fuss.  Not too much of one at least.  And hey, if this fuel price spike happens to play into a certain political agenda to boot.  Well again, who are the oil barons to keep the wheels from spinning?

It seems like the more information that is pushed out there to the public and the more readily available that information becomes, the less we care about its accuracy or significance.  I can check CNN Money every 30 seconds on my iPhone and follow tweets from top economists, but they don’t give me more than a sprinkle on a much much larger cupcake. 

We have become all too satisfied with the sprinkles.  In fact we demand the sprinkles.  Leave the cake to the experts we say.  But what if the "experts" have decided they like the sprinkles better too?   

This is some very scary desert we are almost eating.

It’s like me talking about sports.  I was an athlete in high school and an active participant in all sorts of competitive recreation in college, but I have never really enjoyed the spectator side of collegiate or professional sports.  I like watching an Ohio State football game when I get the opportunity to, and I enjoy the actual playing of sports, especially with my kids or family, but all of the people who can rattle off every statistic from every random team and expect you to chime in like its just common knowledge, they just annoy me. 

Now…that being said, during football season especially, I make sure that I catch just enough of Sportscenter or a little sports talk radio now and then to know the basics of what is happening out there in the wide world of sports so that when approached by one of these amateur statisticians, I can hold my own and fake my way through a 5 minute conversation.  Why?  I think it has something to do with me feeling that I have to know something about sports to be considered a real man in their eyes.  I brush up so I can “man up.”   Now, what scares me about the “expert” economists is that many of them do the exact same thing. 

When CNN or Fox contacts someone whose name appears on an “expert list” and asks them, “Would you like to be on National television, touted as an expert in your field?  We just need to know if you are an expert in the area of tea prices in China…”  Guess what, even though they have never been to China and don’t even drink tea they suddenly realize that the decades of research that they have done in the area of funding issues and overpopulation of prison systems in economically depressed counties in the Southern US relates PERFECTLY to the price of tea in China.  “YES, of course I can speak about that, it is near and dear to my heart…” ( just give me time to Google it ) 

Numbers are numbers, but they are almost never black and white, even if 5 is five.  Numbers can be spun, twisted, baked and whipped up to be whatever flavor you like, but if you want the truth, the real flavor of the cupcake...well you are just never going to know until you look deeper than the sprinkles.

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Politics, politics politics...

I try to stay out of politics. Like talking about religion or College football, it tends to divide people.



That being said, when you run a business in a small town politics are part of the air you breathe. In the past I have always stated my stance as “common sense is more important to me than politics and the two rarely seem to be found together.” I still stand by that statement. It seems that lately, especially with the upcoming elections, people want to know what label you wear. I have never been big on designer fashion, so I admittedly don’t care much about labels.


But if I have to come out with a statement about my political views then so be it, here you go. My political stump speach, abridged version.


This county, as far as my “non-history-major” mind can comprehend, was founded on the belief that each individual citizen has certain God-given, irrevocable freedoms…rights. These rights are set forth and spelled out specifically by our Constitution, and are to be protected, enforced and perfected by our lawmakers and our government. I think that the founding fathers of our great nation believed in the power of words and wisdom to transcend the human weaknesses of greed and egocentricity. They counted on the ideals of the Constitution and its supporters to act as a tide, lifting all ships. They saw the birth of our nation as a chance to bring about a certain positive evolution in the human condition, allowing the United States to become a lighthouse, showing people the way to safely achieve the type of freedom that they believed God intended for us all to live with.  They also were motivated by a strong urge to no longer be constantly told what they must and must not do by a micro-managing dictatorship.


Ok fast forward 235 years or so to the times we live in now. Though the language of freedom still is spoken in certain political circles, the fears of our founding fathers are a real and present danger. The human weaknesses of greed and egocentricity are probably more prevalent in Washington DC than they were in the counties that our founding fathers relocated from so many years ago. Though the Constitution is still a foundational document for our government, it is now just one of many. It is danced around as needed to meet the ends in mind by whatever political party is in power and is often referred to, even by our elected leaders, as outdated.  Add to that the tendency of our political powers to micro-manage us as a people through regulation and rule, and you can see where I am coming from.  Benjamin Franklin would have gathered his drinking buddies from yonder pub and kicked our collective arses.


In my personal opinion freedom is a classic, timeless ideal.  Best practiced, not preached.  Like a black dress, always in style, regardless of the label.


So I guess I am not going to declare my label, but I will instead declare my overall dissatisfaction in the entire political process, in the machine we have created to churn out mediocre leaders from misinformed voters. I am just a bit disenfranchised I guess.  I get nostalgic when I look at the leaders that created this nation and I just don't see those kind of men (or women) running and being elected to office, by either party.


When you are in the business of helping build people up, invest in the local communities and do genuinely good work, for the betterment of the human condition and you continually have to swim upstream thanks to the governmental powers that regulate your “industry,” you tend to lose the rose color in your glasses. Call me old fashioned, but I think we could use a visit from some of the great men who took the very real risk of setting forth ideals greater than their own personal interests to slap us around and remind us what they fought for. Maybe we need to sit and have a drink with Ben Franklin or Thomas Jefferson and ask them how to right the ship. We have drifted so far off course that I fear we are in uncharted waters. The political process now feels foreign to us, because it is. This is not the nation our great-great grandfathers lived in, and that is not progress my friends.





Saturday, December 24, 2011

Merry Christmas!

It’s the most wonderful time of the year…





Well, it can be if you slow down, unplug, relax and take the time to take it in and be mentally and spiritually present for the opening of the presents. When you are overworked, overwhelmed and overrun with the stresses of everyday life already, Christmas can seem like the straw that broke the donkey’s back. (I know that a camel is normally used in this cliché but being that we are discussing Christmas, a donkey just seemed more appropriate)


It’s not until you are forced to stop the insanity and listen to the jingle bells that Christmas really starts to take shape and mean what it should. The fact that society has added so many layers to the simple celebration of the Greatest Gift given means it really takes a conscious effort to quiet the noise and step out of the fast lane. Christmas plain and simple is Christ.


It took an entire week away from the office to finally wake up and feel the quiet that Christmas should bring. Now, on Christmas Eve, I feel the weight of the birthday we are celebrating and the excitement and nervous anticipation that I always felt as a child. Had I not taken the time away I never would have awakened this sense of wonder and Christmas would have come upon me as any other over planned and busy day. It would have caused additional stress instead of a sense of peace. I am thankful for the opportunity to have had the time off, and for the blessing of a family to spend the time with. Having young children this time of year is amazing, simply amazing. The joy of giving will be tangible tomorrow as the boys come down the steps and wipe their eyes, rushing in to see what Santa left under the tree. Coffee will be brewed. Gifts will be exchanged. Kisses given. Pictures taken. And somewhere in the mix between the ripping wrapping paper and the excited laughter it will hit me that my kids are experiencing the same magic that I did 30 odd years ago. The amazing feeling of celebrating Christ’s birthday by getting and giving the gifts ourselves. Even now 2011 years later, He is still celebrating Himself by giving to others. Amazing.


I hope you and your family have an amazing Christmas, that you are able to quiet the world around you for long enough to hear Christmas, and that the gifts you give are a true expression of the love you live.






Merry Christmas!