Showing posts with label Europe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Europe. Show all posts

Thursday, October 18, 2012

Why Spain is Different (And a Broader Question)

Read a couple of interesting pieces this week on what makes Spain Spain (link, link).  Hint:  six letters, begins with "F" and ends with "O" and in the middle we find an unfinished revolution, where the old crowd continues to enjoy ingroup privileges at the expense of everybody else.  Which might go a long way to explaining how a seemingly-grownup nation can run a youth unemployment rate of 50 percent.  All of which impels me to consider whether the Spanish experience is unique?  The obvious first point of comparison would be Greece and here I do think I see some striking differences.  Most notably  in wretched oversimplification, the problem has been that everyone was on the take: in the sense that everyone enjoyed a government job or some kindred benefit from the license raj that provided sufficient bread and circuses to keep the party in power.  

Beyond that--well, I guess you could say that when banking came to Ireland, a lot of the blessings tumbled over into the bogs, in the form of jobs, real estate deals and suchlike.  Italy--I guess Italy is the European country I think I know best but at the moment, I'm finding it hardest to figure out (is there a moral here?--ed.).  Heaven knows it had its secret societies, its Mafia skimmers and such like.  But I've always had the sense that in Italy everyone has an angle, albeit an angle that I may not understand (compare New York City doormen who seem to subsist in an ecology that no outsider can penetrate).

Oh and on this issue--as so many others--I can't even begin to make sense of my own United States.

But it does imbue the whole sorry bubble-bust episode with an overriding whiff of cui bono?  Surely the then crust of the finance class walked away with unimaginable  profits.  But some of the money spilled  out to various people in various ways.  It's another one of those questions that can be fun to consider precisely because we'll never sort it out.  But it seems to work differently in different places--that, at least is a kind of a start.

Monday, November 14, 2011

She's Bragging, Right?

Ms Merkel has said she thinks she is “the most boring person Mr Sarkozy has ever met”.

Monday, July 12, 2010

Statisticitis

Been chatting with my buddy John about the scary stuff in this week's excellent Economist overview of the present and future of Europe. E.g.: "At 40%, youth unemployment in Spain is not just high; it is a moral indictment of an entire system."

Well, yes. But wait--these are Spanish statistics we are talking about. Does anyone take at face value any number generated in Club Med? Put another way: are these 40 percent really staying home sitting on their thumbs and slant-drilling into daddy's pension pool? Some, sure. But a good many, I suspect, have found a way to work off the books, reducing the nominal report to--

--to what, exactly? Of course I don't know for sure. To complicate things, I'm sure the degree of misreporting varies from place to place; I would expect better data from (say) Helsinki than I would from Athens (we all remember --yes--? that wonderful New York Times aerial photo a few weeks back showing all the off-the-books swimming pools in the mother of civilization).

But it's not just Club Med. The Economist says that in Belgium, the portion of potential workers between 55 and 64 actually labor force is just 35 percent--a fact which the E finds "disastrous," reporting that "in Sweden, the proportion is twice as high." I have no idea what to make of this, not least because Belgium is a country I could never figure out. No, rather two countries, yoked unwillingly together with a world capital at center. Repeating, must we believe that the non-working 65-percent cohort of Belgian junior/seniors is simply sitting it out (over an agreeable Belgian beer, perhaps?). Is Sweden really that different? Or is the Sweden number an index of Belgian laziness as of sloppy Belgian reporting?