Musings on Mother’s Day – Prices Matter

May 11th, 2005

Yes, even financial columnists have to spend a day in early May with their mothers.

My mother picked me up from the airport and proceeded to drop a bomb on me – my father is retiring. He is closing his office to become a full-time gardener, online chess player and WWII scholar. This discussion inevitably wound and wended to investments and sound financial planning.

My family has historically been poor financial managers. They typically hold too much cash and often resort to stock picking rather than leaving that up to the professionals. We were discussing the last time my mother had taken an active role in the family’s finances and that was back in 1999. She had been swept up in the mania (who wasn’t besides Warren Buffet) and bought shares of Amazon, Yahoo, Go.com and a few others. The ones that are still in business are still sitting in her portfolio – at a mere fraction of her purchase price. I asked why she hadn’t sold. Her response is interesting for two reasons. She said that she didn’t want to sell because she had lost so much and wanted the stocks to go back up before she sold. She also explained that she had bought quality companies and not silly dot coms.

Her first comment, regarding her desire to avoid turning a paper loss in to a realized loss, is fascinating and one worth of reams of academic and financial discourse – but I will leave all that for another article and when I do, remind me to give all of you my elevator analogy.

The notion of buying quality assets versus ‘fad’ assets is an interesting distinction. This difference is especially relevant right now whilst we are in the midst of a housing bubble [only in certain markets – without this disclaimer, Seneca Spade starts foaming at the mouth] because I keep hearing that the main contrast between the dot com boom and subsequent bust and the housing boom and future bust is that there is real value in homes that isn’t present in stock certificates. Investors make a distinction between assets that have fundamental strength from ones that don’t. This is of course true. But it is not the whole truth.

There are many components to any investment, but the two largest are the asset and The Price. So often, people do not take in to account the price they are paying for something. In the equity markets, one hears comments like, “Intel is a horse of a company and will be around forever.” In real estate I hear things like, “coastal properties in Del Mar are irreplaceable.” You even hear it in consumer purchases “car X is extremely well built” or “company Y makes the best sounds systems.” All of these comments may in fact be true – but that shouldn’t complete the investment decision making process. There is still the question of the price you are paying for those assets and of course the price for competitive or similar assets. Let me give you two thought questions – Is the Nissan Pathfinder a good SUV? I assume that generally the answer is yes. Nissan makes good cars and trucks (one can check consumer reports or Kelly Blue Book) and further, their Pathfinder has been successful for many years. So in terms of the arguments above, we should buy it. Now, would we buy it if the price tag were $350,000? Probably not. Price is important.

This is a good time for a brief discourse on market efficiency and the glories of competition. In terms of equities, many argue that whatever price a company is trading for is probably the correct price. Their reasoning for this being true is as follows; the equity markets are extremely efficient. You have many informed buyers and sellers trading very liquid securities with prices quoted after every trade. This combination allows for investors to adjust their portfolios almost at anytime with little cost to doing so. So when news comes out, rational investors buy or sell shares affected by that news immediately. Or in other words, stock prices reflect all the current, publicly available information about a company and further, they also include everyone’s predictions for the future of that company.

Similarly, with consumer goods, competition forces prices to fall somewhat inline with values. The reason that Panasonic can’t charge $123,566.99 for a television is that we can substitute other similar TVs for the Panasonic and thus Panasonic is forced to price their television somewhat close to its competitors.

Now you can see where I am going with this – real estate, or specifically, residential real estate doesn’t really have the two previous qualities. Real Estate is a much less efficient market than the equity markets and the ability to substitute is severely diminished.

It just isn’t that efficient. There are relatively few trades, [how many homes in your neighborhood sell in a month? Microsoft shares trade about 70 million times per day]. The prices aren’t always disclosed. When they are disclosed, they are often wrong, often include special deal terms that are hard to value (seller threw in some furniture, buyer accepted a questionable termite report, seller cleaned the carpets…) and are often weeks or months old. In addition to information being somewhat spotty, trading has many frictional costs. When one sells a stock one pays $19 when one sells a house, one pays 6% (median priced homes in San Diego are around $500g so that is $30g).

It is also hard to substitute. Every home and piece of property is unique. No two lots are the same. One is closer to the intersection, one gets better light, one has better views, one has more mosquitoes. Compare that with two JVC stereos or two shares of Philip Morris. Real Estate doesn’t lend itself well to substitution.

What this means is that real estate prices and specifically residential real estate prices do not approximate the value of the underlying asset nearly as well as in the equities markets or even the super markets. So what does this mean to you? It means that in real estate the question of pricing is all the more critical. Always ask yourself, is this asset a good asset, but also, ask yourself if it is priced appropriately.

I explained all of this to my mother. She said she understood. And then she said that maybe she should sell her old dot com stocks and buy the apartment building for sale on Montana (street near the old homestead). I asked why. She said “Montana seems like a great neighborhood.”

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Bernie – You’re Nothing

March 20th, 2005

Before I get to this week’s column, let me first state how excited I am to be affiliated with this most excellent site.  We have gathered here a first-class roster of talent commanding deep, battle-tested experience in virtually all facets of markets, asset classes and financial instruments.  I am honored to join this stable of investment experts in what will, in time, be regarded as the very best independent financial website on the ‘net.

 

But as The Wolf from Pulp Fiction wisely intones, “Let’s not start sucking each other’s [expletive] just yet.”  Enough self-congratulation, onto this week’s column:

 

This is a great country.  Seriously, this country is set up so that with minimal effort you can do very, very well.  What’s more, if you are privileged enough to earn your keep in the finance industry, all you need to do is work maybe 9-10 hours a day, exhibit some bare minimum competency, and keep your head out of your ass.  That’s all it takes.  After doing this for a few years, if you follow the above formula, you will soon find yourself eating the finest meats and cheeses, living in a nice crib, driving a sweet ride and dating hot chicks. 

 

But guess what, slick? 

 

This can all be taken away from you. 

 

They can take away your bank account.  Your AmEx platinum.  Your Audi, your Park Avenue apartment.  And if they take those away, the hot chicks will be gone faster than crack at Courtney Love’s place.  If you don’t believe me, ask MC Hammer.

 

But here’s the thing:  they cannot take away your honor.  They cannot take away your balls, or your word, as Tony Montana [LINK:IMDB] so eloquently noted.  That’s all you have in this world, ultimately.  You have your reputation and your honor that you trade upon every single day in order to do deals, in order to command your partners’ trust, in order to make the mad Benjamins so coveted by the strippers at the Olympic Garden [LINK] in Las Vegas .

 

As such, my word and my reputation mean more to me than my entire net worth – not because of some high-minded principle but because of the simple calculus that my word and my reputation represent the sum total of my future earning capacity as a finance professional. 

 

And you should take the same attitude.  Jealously guard your scruples and your reputation and do not ever compromise your ethics or your word.  Strict adherence to this policy will pay dividends greater than any investment you will ever make in your lifetime.  The ethics of the people who do business are truly the underpinnings which support the generous harvest of capitalism.  Without ethical norms, the system would fall apart and we’d all be living like citizens of a third-rate socialist country.

 

Which brings me to Bernie Ebbers.  Bernie, you miscreant, you worm, you little pubic louse.  Bernie, you toadie, you coward.

 

Bernie Ebbers, for those of you returning from the deepest Congo, is the former CEO of Worldcom, a glorified pyramid scheme.  As the Wall St. Journal noted in a prescient article in the late nineties, Bernie was practicing what Brealey and Myers describe as “the Bootstrap Game”. 

 

(Richard A. Brealey and Stewart C. Myers’ “Principles of Corporate Finance” [LINK:AMAZON.COM] is the pre-eminent corporate finance textbook used at the finest business schools in the world.  If you haven’t already:  purchase it, embrace it, digest it.  Know it cold, because the guy sitting across from you almost certainly does.)

 

Where was I?  Ah, the Bootstrap Game.  This neat little scheme involves a highly valued company which acquires smaller, slower growing companies which are not as highly valued.  In terms of p/e ratios, a predator which trades at a high p/e (presumably due to high growth prospects) can issue stock to acquire a target with a low p/e and immediately accrete its (the acquirer’s) earnings per share, without having added any value at all from the acquisition.  This can be repeated ad nauseum, resulting in accelerated earnings growth which (using circular logic) is used to justify the high p/e of the acquirer. 

 

“But Hollywood Jack,” the alert reader will ask, “isn’t the target company a low p/e company due to its own low growth prospects, and won’t the integration with the acquiring company inevitably lower the long-term organic growth prospects of the overall business?”

 

Bingo.  The Bootstrap Game only works for a time.  Furthermore, it only works if you can keep up the pace of acquisitions.  Ultimately, however, no matter how many times you slap lipstick on a low-growth dog, eventually the market will see the underlying growth for what it is.

 

Worldcom played this beautifully, although it was obvious to even the slow-witted mouth breathers at the Wall St. Journal that Bernie was playing the Bootstrap Game, and that this could not go on forever.

 

Fast forward to Q3 2000.  The market for all stocks is tanking as the Fed’s Y2K-liquidity pop has diminished and the capital expenditure bust is beginning to work its way through the telecom industry.  Bernie is facing margin calls on the debt he has unwisely placed against his stockholdings in Worldcom.  Bernie needs that stock price to stay up, so he can keep banging hot chicks and eating caviar.  So Bernie instructs Worldcom CFO Scott Sullivan to engage in accounting shenanigans (the substance of which is immaterial for this discussion – the very act of compromising the shareholders’, creditors’, customers’ and employees’ trust is the issue) in order to prop the stock up for another quarter or two.

 

Well, you know what happened: the whole house of cards fell apart, with Worldcom declaring bankruptcy, stiffing bondholders and stockholders alike.  (The fact that those same bondholders and stockholders should have seen it coming had they been diligent and alert is an issue for another day.) 

 

Shady CFO Sullivan turned State’s evidence à la Sammy “the Bull” Gravano and Bernie Ebbers was convicted of 9 counts of conspiracy and securities fraud in the largest accounting scandal in U.S. history.  During the trial, Bernie had the sheer gall to take the stand and claim that he didn’t understand the particulars of finance and accounting.  The CEO of a company that, at its peak, was valued at over $180 billion and had made hundreds of acquisitions claimed that he didn’t understand basic finance or accounting that the average college sophomore business student has mastered! 

 

“By my beard, Your Honor,”  I would have loudly declaimed, “this halfwit isn’t competent enough to manage the bar at a tri-Delt mixer, let alone a NYSE-listed company!  The prosecution moves to have the defendant doused in cat urine.”  (Had I been a trial attorney I would likely have been disbarred, I imagine.)

 

Bernie abused the trust of his shareholders.  He screwed ‘em.  He screwed many people on the way up, selling them on the lies of the Bootstrap Game, and he screwed ‘em as it was falling apart, dumping stock to save his own ass.   And if our justice system truly reflected what Plato referred to as the Form, or ideal, of “Justice”, Bernie would be hoisted up by the little pits he amusingly calls testicles and left to wilt in the hot desert sun.

 

But he will likely just go to country club prison, where he can serve out his term at his leisure.  However, we now know, definitively, what his reputation, his word, his honor mean:

 

Nothing.

 

Bernie, you’re nothing.

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The Making of a Stock Broker (part 1)

March 16th, 2005

The Problem

I was 21, living in LA and I was hungry for a job. Having just graduated from the University of Chicago with a degree in English Literature my options weren’t exactly wide open.  Up to that point, the sum total of my knowledge of the U.S. capital markets came from playing Millionaire on my parent’s Apple IIe.  But I was going to be a titan in the financial world.  I just hadn’t figured out how.

 

The reality of moving in to my first apartment with no help from my parents and being off of the meal plan at school meant that I had to make some money.  I decided that it was probably smarter to make a lot of money rather than a little.  But a problem arose – English majors have very few jobs to choose from and even fewer that pay a real wage.  Why not just enter the financial world?  I was just as smart as anyone in it, I could do it too.  So that became my goal.

 

Opening the phone book, I found the numbers for the major brokerage houses in Los Angeles – I called the ones that advertised during college football games.  You know, Paine Webber, Merrill Lynch, Bear Stearns.  The first one I called was Paine Webber.  They asked me if I wanted to be an “Associate Investment Advisor,” and I said yes.  I wasn’t quite sure what that was, but I knew I wanted to work in the financial world and these guys were in it.  They asked me to come on down for an interview that day.

 

The Hook

Wearing my best (and only) suit, I walked in to the Beverly Hills Office of Paine Webber – it was dazzling.  The cars in the parking were all expensive and gleaming; the men walking in and out of the firm were good looking, well dressed and exuded refinement, wealth and success.  The walls were adorned with art and the couches in the lobby were soft leather.  On the coffee tables were glossy brochures extolling the virtues of certain funds and showed graphs of all shapes with the same message – your money will grow and be safe with us.  A receptionist asked my name and before I knew it, I was whisked back in to the office of the manager.

 

The manager was tall and animated.  He spoke quickly and with purpose.

 

“Here is how it works, if you do well in this interview, then you take a test.  You do well on the test, you have a job here.  Then you will begin your apprenticeship here.  Then you’ll sit for your 7, 63 and 65 and then you start making me money.  Got it?”

 

I nodded.

 

The interview was brief, I don’t remember the ‘get to know you’ questions, but I suspect there were very few.  But I do remember this exchange very clearly.  This was my first hint that the brochures, clothes and couches might be a façade.

 

“So, Jesse, do you want to be rich?”

“I want to be comfortable and I want a career that is fulfilling” I thought I was giving the right interview answer.

“Bullshit.  Do you want to be rich, I mean filthy rich?”

Sensing what the right answer is, I stammered “yes.”

“Yeah, how rich?”

A 21 year old kid doesn’t know what money is.  I didn’t know what my expenses were going to be that year, let alone what it is to be married, own a house, pay for car insurance, pay for private schools, pay medical bills.  “Really rich” I answered.

“What kind of car do you want to drive?”

I just smiled, I thought he must be kidding.  He wasn’t.

“Come on kid, what make and model car do you want to drive?”

“A Porsche?”

“You asking me or telling me?”

“A Porsche.”

“That’s a good starter car.  Now go take this exam, you pass and you got the job.”

 

The exam was a dumbed down version of the logic section of the LSAT.  Questions like ‘if the roads are always slippery when it rains and the roads are slippery, is it necessarily true that it has rained?’  It was just a simple if P then Q type of question.  I was always a great test taker.  I passed. 

 

Then the second red flag went up.  As I got the news that I passed the exam, the manager turned to me and said, “Well, are you coming to work for me?” 

“Do I have to decide right now?”

“Yes.”

 

I didn’t have to think too long.  He was selling what I was buying. I was going to learn about the capitalist system here in our great country and I was going to get rich doing it.  Done and done.

 

The Apprentice

I drove a Jeep in those days; it was beat up and ten years old.  What I liked about it was that it had no top.  Not that it was a convertible (it was), but I didn’t own a top for it.  So when I was driving to work at 5:30 in the morning, it was cold.  One needed to be at work long enough before the market opened to be get up to speed on anything a client might ask you.  What I learned on my first day was that one doesn’t just go to work as a broker, one needs to be registered with the Securities and Exchange Commission as well as the State of California.  Those are the aforementioned 7, 63 and 65.

The Series 7 is a six hour, 260 question nightmare, but before you can even sit for the Series 7 exam, you have to apprentice at a brokerage house for six months.  During those six months, we were expected to do two things; help with the daily sales meeting and be prospecting slaves for one of the more senior brokers in the office…….to be continued

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Double Envelopment (#2)

March 3rd, 2005

In 1519, Hernando Cortes, beached on the shores of unexplored Mexico, made a fateful decision: he would burn the ships he and his men arrived in and attempt to overthrow Montezuma and the mighty Aztec empire.  The decision was risky.  The Aztecs were meant to possess large numbers of brave warriors while Cortes had only a handful of men.  If Cortes had the slightest setback there would be no escape.  On the other hand, Cortes had no choice.  The powerful Governor of Cuba wanted his head.  Cortes had defied the Governor time and time again and his best option for getting out of the situation was to win favor with King Charles by conquering a civilization rich in gold and other treasures.  Since Cortes’ men might get a little antsy if the going got rough and decide they would prefer going home, Cortes decided it would be best to completely align their incentives with his.  He did this by burning the ships.  Anything but success would now equal death for Cortes and all of his men.  Thus began the famous march from Vera Cruz to Tenochtitlan.

 

Your retirement is not the conquest of New Spain.  All or nothing plays, though they can be wildly successful and can lead to conquistador like splendor, are not the kinds of risks you should be taking with your future.  Putting all of your savings into a single speculative venture should be reserved for situations when there is truly nothing to lose.   

 

When investing for the future you should take a much longer view of things.  You should understand that the economy undergoes boom and bust cycles, fads come and go and sometimes you just plain get unlucky.  To combat the vicissitudes of fortune you must diversify your investment holdings.

 

A lot of people go about their savings in a very simple way: they have their employer take money out of their paycheck and put it in a 401(k) plan.  This is a good, tax advantaged way to save.  The problem often comes, however, when the employee falls prey to the employer’s siren song of re-investing in the company.  Perhaps the company has been doing well lately and the employee is bullish on the future success of the company.  He or she then goes ahead and contributes 100% of his 401(k) to purchasing company stock.  That is a potentially disastrous decision.

 

Most people’s livelihoods are not well diversified.  For the most part people rely on their employer for their future well being.  Your employer supplies your paycheck, you are counting on your employer for wage increases and you may also be expecting a nice little pension when you retire.  That is already a lot of eggs in one basket.  Companies fail suddenly, layoffs occur and you do not always have the meteoric rise in your career that you might hope for. 

 

To subject your savings to the fortunes of the company that you already are so dependent upon is something you should do only after careful consideration of all the alternatives.  It might be the right thing to do, but you are taking on a lot of risk in doing it.

 

So if you aren’t doubling down on your company’s future, what should you be doing with your retirement savings?  The answer obviously depends on where you are in your life.  When you are younger you can take a few more risks in life.  Your portfolio should be weighted towards slightly riskier assets rather than stable, income producing assets.  As you get older the mix should change until you reach a point in life where, finally, your portfolio consists of mostly income producing assets.

 

This is not carte blanche to go on a wild stock-picking adventure with your retirement money while you are young.  You should leave that to the pros.  There are people who dedicate their lives to learning the art of investing.  These people study The Intelligent Investor like it was a bible.  They pore over annual reports and study where Warren Buffet went to lunch that day in an attempt to glean a precious new piece of information.  If this profile does not sound like you, stay away from stock-picking.  Even the pros have a hard time beating the market and they have advantages that you can never hope to have on your side. 

 

Sure you can gamble a little bit of money on that hot stock your cousin told you about, but think of it the same way as putting a pile of money on red at the roulette table: odds are you are going to lose your money, but, hell, you might get lucky and win.

 

For proper long term planning, concentrate on finding a mutual fund that has a nice track record, low fees and a good rating from a reputable publication like Morningstar.  If you want to make a bet on the growth of America, buy an S&P 500 index fund.  For a little extra diversity, maybe research an international or emerging markets fund and put some money there.  As long as you stay away from French companies, you should be fine.

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