Tuesday

red moon rising?




If you have any interest in global affairs, you've probably noticed that CNN International's menu these days is invariably a main course of Arab unrest with a side of EU sovereign debt served atop, you guessed it, a plate made from (and probably in) China. I'll be the first to admit that this slanty-eyed new kid on the economic block doesn't seem like the most approachable bloke, and there's two reasons for my wariness.

The first goes back to a Dutch academic by the name of Geert Hofstede who dedicated his professional career to exploring "cultural dimensions" used to quantify the extent of social dissimilarities between residents of various countries. Of all nations examined, the US and China have some of the most disparate scores. Even a cursory, qualitative glance paints a pretty clear picture: pillars of the American Dream are founded in entrepreneurship, individualism, and the resultant accumulation of wealth and ownership. That's how I've been raised all of my 24 years-- those silken values are emblazoned on my breast pocket and worn on my sleeve. In China, an entrepreneur is someone unfit to work within a respectable organization, the greatest strength is found in numbers, and your picket-fenced suburban homestead is licensed under revocable government contract. I've experienced mainland Chinese culture, and I've tried my best to embrace and understand the people beneath the values. At times, it's quite difficult.

The second reason is that they tend to smell of cabbage. I don't like cabbage.

So what's the point of this post? What's going on here? Well, ready or not, here they come. All 1.3 billion of them. And that's come as quite a surprise to even the foremost of experts on foreign policy. Henry Kissinger, US Secretary of State during the Nixon administration, was interviewed by CNN yesterday. He was asked if there was any indication that China would become an emerging global superpower during his tenure in the 1960s. "It would have been inconceivable," he replied. "Nobody had any such perception or expectation."

If the rising red moon comes to eclipse the western world, it would be the most important trend of the 21st century, beyond a shadow of a doubt. And it certainly has the tools to do so. I think that's why the media features China so prominently and acts as though its embryonic economy is being propelled skyward with unflappable inertia. What I want to do here is cash in on my investment in business school and explain, in as non-businessy way as possible, why the red moon very well may wane before the watchful eyes of concerned Americans, speculative investors, and the media.

It all starts with the Renminbi, China's currency (also known as Yuan, which is to Renminbi as bucks is to dollars). Every concerned reference about "made in China," the "trade imbalance," and outsourcing stems from China's currency or, more specifically, the way the Communist Party of China and the People's Bank of China treat the currency. But before I delve further into specific policies, it's important to first understand exactly what currency is, and how the world's currencies are related. Really, they're meaningless. They just symbolize how far each person can dip into the same pool of global resources. No skinny dipping please, that's gross. We all share.

Normally, currencies fluctuate depending on their relative supply and demand. Why is the British pound the world's strongest currency? It's consistently in demand, and there aren't that many in circulation. Why are there 20,408 Vietnamese Dong to the US dollar? I'm going to steer clear of the potty humor here and say that it's because the Vietnamese government at some point printed a ton of them to kick-start the economy, but nobody wanted them. There are a couple of things that impact the supply/demand relationship.

The first is the interest rate offered by the country's central bank. If the US is offering 4% interest per year and the UK is offering 6%, Americans will rightly convert their dollars to pounds to fetch a higher interest rate. We're not as dumb as everyone thinks we are. It's here that currency speculation comes into play. If I've traded for Pounds to get the 6%, and the pound strengthens against the dollar by 10% over the course of that year, well I've actually made 16% when I convert it back. Lucky me!

But that brings us to the second factor impacting the relative demand for currency, and that's imports and exports. If I want a Lotus Exige S (which I do, trust me), I'd have to import it from the UK. That means I have to swap my dollars for pounds to go buy it. The more people that want that car (along with millions of other British goods), the more dollars will wait in line to be exchanged, and that mismatch between supply and demand enables people with pounds to ask for more dollars in return. Basically, the pound goes up in value. That's supply and demand, baby.

Here's where China comes into play. Some enterprising, cabbage-scented fellow realized that Chinese workers would put in a full days' work just to dip their toe in the refreshing pool known as consumption. In fact, that mindset was consistent across the entire country, from food to houses to services. Americans, however, expected to at least paddle around. Everyone recognized the discrepancy, but there was nothing they could do about it: the Chinese government wouldn't allow international trade. True to communism, the government pretended to pay the people and the people pretended like they were working. In the late 1970s and early 1980s, however, the enticing aroma of money wafting through the window was too sweet to ignore. When the government relented (slightly), manufacturing proved the easiest way to take advantage of wage discrepancies. Even the cost of shipping goods across the world didn't make up for the difference. In the service sector, outsourcing was established as a way to exploit the same difference.

The government saw the money coming in, and decided that it liked that. It wanted to perpetuate the discrepancy for as long as possible, and up until recently was succeeding magnificently. How do we know? Even now, after recent declines, exports account for 28% of China's total economic output, which is now second in the world only to the United States. The fact is, that shouldn't happen. At least not naturally, and you can figure that out by logic. If the United States is always buying more from China than China is buying from the US (what economists aptly call a "US trade deficit"), more Yuan are requested than dollars. Eventually, unless the US is offering a much higher interest rate than China to counteract that trend, more Yuan will be demanded relative to dollars, which should push up the price.

The United States has indeed been running a huge trade deficit for quite some time (to the tune of over $13 billion for the month of May alone), and our interest rates, thanks to the crummy economy, are practically zero as our bank tries to incentivize spending rather than saving.

The problem, the entire crux of this matter, is that China will not let the Renminbi rise as it should. They artificially "peg" their currency to ours and maintain their favorable discrepancy, much to our chagrin. Liberalized, capitalist countries abide by a set of gentlemen's trade rules that include free-floating currencies. China plays by its own rules. But how exactly are they manipulating the currency? It all goes back to supply and demand. The Central Bank of China goes into the exchange market, where this supply/demand relationship exists, and buys enough US dollars with Yuan to perfectly counteract the opposite flow. "Now wait," you say, "that's not fair." The US, and actually most of the western world, would agree with you. China does not, nor are they particularly bothered by your objection.

But this practice becomes more nefarious. All those dollars they bought have to go somewhere right? Indeed they do, right into the hands of the CIC, short for the Chinese Investment Corp. This is the world's largest investing entity (other than perhaps the Abu Dhabi sovereign wealth fund, which doesn't disclose its capital). They take that money and go buy stuff...anything really. They bought some of Harvard's real estate portfolio, 10% of Morgan Stanley, and even made some strategic purchases like Canada's West Penn oil sands exploration company. Technically, there's nothing wrong with sovereign wealth funds along as they simply invest to earn financial returns. The divisive issue is whether or not China's into it for more than that, trying to snatch up and control resources or advanced technology. I'm of the opinion that they absolutely are, but I'll disclaim that my opinion is just as the definition implies.

So what's to stop it then? Have they got us by the balls? Not exactly. Or should I say, not anymore. You learn pretty quick in an economics class that when you artificially manipulate natural market movements, there are always repercussions. There's no exception here. Aside from basically keeping its citizens poor, which a depressed exchange rate does, China is causing inflation. Just as all the dollars they buy go somewhere, all the Yuan used to purchase them go somewhere too, and that somewhere is the growing mound of made-in-China cash getting bigger and bigger despite representing the same amount of access to the global consumption pool. The more of their stuff we buy, the more severe their inflation. They know this, and they've "re-fixed" the pegged number of Yuan per Dollar recently (by temporarily failing to correct the trade surplus) to 6.48:1, 5.4% higher than it was before. This move should have eased inflation, but it didn't. The average item in China required 5.6% more Yuan in 2011 than in 2010. At this point, they've thrown the policy bible (probably written in symbols) at the problem, but domestic inflation is persistent even as the currency appreciates. That's really rare, and speaks to the gross mismatch between what the Yuan is worth, and what it should be worth.

The economists among us will be quick to point out that it matters little- Goldman Sachs still expects China's total economic output (GDP) this year to be 9.4%, even with inflation factored in. That's torrid growth, but I'd counter by pointing out that food prices specifically are up far more. If a Big Mac in Beijing was 10 Yuan in May 2010, it's 11.70 a year later. Of course, this 11.7% rate of inflation, doing the fancy calculations, still means the average Chinese person can afford 3.3% more food this year than last.

Still, 3.3%. That's nothing to scoff at right? It is when you live by the arbitrary rules of an opaque, oppressive regime that denies personal liberties and abuses its citizens. And I've conversed with enough Chinese to know that that is not an opinion. The Party knows this too, and they're scared poopless by the "Arab Spring" revolutions to the point of overt paranoia. They've tweaked the "Great Firewall of China" to censor searches for every possible keyword relating to the uprisings. If you're connected through mainland servers, you won't read about revolutions on Facebook or Twitter either. Both are blocked. In fact, when CNN got wind of a potential impromptu demonstration in a public square, reporters arrived to find all entrances blocked by unmarked cars. They were approached, frisked, and by some accounts beaten by plainclothes officials patrolling the area. The Party's reaction to every jab at liberalization has been nothing but an uppercut of repression. If history tells us anything, it's that the proletariat, when repeatedly repressed, will eventually usurp its oppressor. Even if they're as passive as the Chinese.

I'm not saying that a revolution is happening tomorrow. Nothing but isolated protests have occurred and no other indications suggest a movement. Without going into too much more depth, however, China has the demographic makeup and, God knows, a reason to be discontent with their limited lifestyle.

China's always prominently featured in the news because it's a controversial and, for many people, threatening topic that garners page views. I'd contend, though, that the government is hiding from its people atop an economic structure built ever higher by masking tape and moist toothpicks. Let's just say I wouldn't want to be standing near it when it comes crashing down, and sooner or later, it will.

Friday

letters to my critics: part 3

This one requires a little backstory. I mentioned in the last post that I'm writing my thesis with Vestas, the world's largest wind turbine manufacturer. I was set on their 2-year "Graduate Program" for future employment. Its rotational nature offered 8-month stops in Portland, Oregon; Århus, Denmark; and Beijing, China. The pay was excellent, housing and health care were provided, and an annual contribution to one's retirement fund came standard. With perks like that, I wasn't surprised to learn that the program receives over 6000 applications for just 30 positions each year. Despite the long odds, I made it through the initial resume pool. I took a numerical reasoning test, verbal reasoning test, and completed a telephone interview before being notified that, despite passing all elements individually, I would not be receiving an invitation to the next step of the process. I still have no idea why.

That was about a month ago, and I hadn't heard from their HR department again...until today, that is, when I received the following email:



Dear Benjamin Jones
Thank you for the interest you have shown Vestas and our Graduate Programme.

For the continious
(sic) improvement of our recruitment efforts we would like to hear where you learned about Vestas' graduate programme and how you have experienced the recruitment process. We therefore kindly ask you to complete this short survey, which will take between 5 and 10 minutes to complete.

In return you get the opportunity to win an iPod! If you win, you will be directly contacted in ultimo June.
You initiate the survey by clicking the link below
Thank you very much
Martin Kiil
Graduate Recruitment & Employer Branding





Dear Mr. Kiil,
Thanks very much for taking the time to check up on me. I had tried my best to forget your department's puzzling rejection of my application, which, in case you were wondering, was for a position of extreme interest and importance to me. I remain unemployed, but I can tell that a man with your skill and tact needn't trifle with such concerns. You've clearly identified your calling in life, being the most callous, oblivious, and emotionally void HR representative I've ever encountered. And, unfortunately, I've encountered quite a few.

Since you see fit to rub salt in my wound, may God sow the fields of your life with the same. This indescribably inappropriate email is, quite probably, the most offensive thing I've ever read. Since you have the social radar of an autistic ant (and I hesitate to write that because it may be offensive to ants with autism), allow me to rephrase your asinine request in prose you may find more apropos:

"Dear Mr. Jones, thanks for investing hope, enthusiasm, and countless hours of your time completing our very demanding application. Now that we've rejected you, would you give us 5-10 more minutes to fill out a survey? We'd like to learn how to better reject others in the future. Don't worry little horsey, here's an iPod on a string to lead you across the finish line."

Why don't you just punch me in the gut and throw a dollar bill at me while I'm doubled over? Do you know how else I could have gotten an iPod, Mr. Kiil? With the salary your company declined to pay me. I might have had money for food too, even. Perhaps some rent. But thank the world for you, Martin, my saint. Now I can listen to the blues from the comfort of my cardboard box on the corner of 37th and 5th. It's an iPod Shuffle too, isn't it? You thoughtless prick.

Here's to karmatic justice and your swift demise.

Sincerely,
Benjamin Jones

Monday

updates and new beginnings

To begin this post, let's take a moment to recognize the word "ash" for its usefulness by so many of the world's demographics. Rich folks ash their stogies, black people deal with ash to a dermatologic degree, the entire nation of Iceland has just determined that their country, like China, is full of ash holes, and I hesitate to even mention World War 2.

On a different note, I've decided that nothing can bar me from creating a website about music, even if I'm the only staff. This blog was intended to be more autobiographic, so I created a separate one called Soniscope and transferred all the old music posts there. It'll be regularly updated with themed features, so follow along if you're interested. I promise a symphony of satisfaction!

Regarding this blog, updates have been painfully slow recently because there honestly haven't been many newsworthy incidents. The job search still has me puzzled, but plenty of this semester's pieces were altogether enjoyable. Here's a brief list:

-Snellen: This Austrian card game was introduced to me by two countrymen in early January. The learning curve is alp-grade, due in large part to the cards used to play.



You'll notice there are 4 suits (hearts, bells, shades, and acorns) and that a 2-6 straight is very tough to come by. Gameplay is a wrinkled, competitive, and fiercely addicting version of spades. Everyone I know is hooked, and I've wiled away many nights scheming behind a spielkarten facade.

-The Beatsteaks:
The Soniscope will soon cast its gaze on this German band, who recently electrified my favorite Copenhagen music venue. Despite it being sold out, I was drug to this show by the same group of wily Austrians responsible for my raging Snellen addiction and somehow procured a pass. Excellent concert, but I seriously feared for my safety on multiple occasions.

-Sensation White:
Some men get grill sets or cuff links for their birthdays. Forget them, I got a ticket to a rave in Norway. That's another story for Soniscope, but the weekend in Oslo was memorable in its own rite, both for the beautiful bus ride and the battered bank account that inevitably follows $18 Big Mac meals.

-The Opera: Copenhagen's Opera is simply stunning. Opened in 2000, "Operæn," as the Danes call it, was donated by the A.P. Møller Foundation funded by the Mærsk founder who bears its name. Total costs exceeded $500 million, and the project was tried at length in the court of public opinion. The A.P. Møller Foundation existed at least partially to take advantage of Danish tax law that exempted corporations from tax on charitable donations. In essence, the city was purchasing most of the building that would serve as Møller's monument to himself and be placed in geographic line with the Queen (Amalienborg Palace) and God (Marble Church, the country's largest). Three semesters went by before I ever set foot inside, but I finally saw a Danish ballet, Et Folkesang, and was blown away by the interior. They truly spared no expense.



The Wind Industry: My semester's objective has been my master's thesis, a 120-page behemoth research assignment counting for a third of my grad school GPA. Working on it is like boxing a four ton amoeba with a Mr. T mohawk. Where do you even start? Does it pity the fool who challenges it? We're writing with a company called Vestas, the world's largest manufacturer of industrial wind turbines. I've learned a tremendous amount about an extraordinary industry, and with any luck I'll be able to put that knowledge to further use working for them or one of their competitors. To put extraordinary in perspective, Vestas released specifications for their newest prototype, an offshore turbine that produces 7 megawatts. Its wingspan is 164 meters in diameter. If the area of a circle is pi*r^2 like your geometry teacher insisted, the swept area of this machine's rotors could fit Yankee Field...twice. Here's one of the blades to visual scale:



So that's the semester in a hodgepodge nutshell. Tomorrow's Soniscape feature will be a similar recap with dissimilar emphasis. Check back then!

Tuesday

ben jones on the great unknown



The sighting in this video below was observed by thousands of people and forced the closure of 2 Chinese regional airports. It was the eighth that month. The government claimed it was a military test flight, but failed to explain their motive behind flying top secret experimental aircraft through populated civilian airspace.



I'll admit, I'm a bit of a conspiracy theorist. Not the sort that believes we staged the moon landing, but I do consider myself an independent thinker. Whether you're a skeptic or someone who sleeps with a cork and a roll of duct tape to prevent probing, there's no denying the fun in pondering a certain age-old question.

Is anybody out there?

The Facts

I'm with Stephen Hawking. I'd say he speaks for himself, but that's a little cruel. Playing his numbers game, I think it's hard to deny the existence of company. Scientists have already identified 544 extrasolar planets (with 1235 more awaiting confirmation), yet we've scanned only an infinitessimal portion of our surroundings. Solar systems, even those with rocky planets in the habitable zone, are not particularly rare. Based on mass and luminosity measurements, astronomers believe there are roughly 100 billion stars in our galaxy, and an equal number of galaxies in the universe. Counting the number of stars in the sky goes beyond billions, past trillions, and even further than quadrillions. Forget about quintillions too. There are at least 10 sextillian stars, and we've found an earth-like planet orbiting one that's just 20 light years away. On a galactic scale, it's so far under our nose we'd have to cross our eyes to see it. In my mind there is no way, none whatsoever, that we're totally and completely alone out here.

I know what you're saying. Even if life had somehow spawned elsewhere, who's to say it would be any smarter or more advanced than us? There's certainly the possibility that we're the best and brightest of what's out there, but I really, really doubt it. We made Jersey Shore for heaven's sake. Guidos and other microbial life aside, take a look at the universal time scale. Based on the date of the big bang, the universe is approximately 13.75 billion years old. Radiometric dating of meteorite material on earth has pegged its age at roughly 4.55 billion years. The first unicellular organism appeared about 3.7 billion years ago, and we presumably evolved from there. Imagine if somewhere along the way, over the course of planetary formation and evolution, an intelligent race developed .0001% earlier than us. A head start of one ten-thousandth of a percent, an incredibly minute and statistically insignificant deviation, would put them ahead of us 1,375 years. Where was mankind, darling of the universe, lord of everything, that long ago? Lost in the dark ages.

Look how far we've come since then, and imagine what our society would look like (and what technological capabilities it would possess) if we made it to year 3386. I'd contend that for us to make it that long, we'd have to have developed some sort of capability for interplanetary travel. Our resources just won't hold out.

But Ben, you say, no matter how advanced they may be, the vast void of space is just too large to traverse. That argument folded recently in the wake of new studies on gravity and special relativity in relation to string theory. Scientists proved in 2009 that Einstein was right: gravity does warp space, even on a galactic scale. This was proof of concept for anti-gravity research and the sci-fi style "warp drive" we're all so familiar with. Imagine being shrunk and asked to walk from one end of a piece of paper to the other. Wouldn't it be great if, instead of traipsing all the way from end to end, you could just fold the paper back on itself and hop across? Yep. If we can conceive it now, I'm sure we'll perfect it within the next 1,375 years.

The Implications

So E.T. has a reasonable chance of existing somewhere out there, and the possibility of him (her? it?) possessing vastly superior technology is not altogether inconceivable. Does that mean those flying saucers are out there? Are we being visited? I wouldn't be particularly surprised. The following are actual quotes:


"All Apollo and Gemini flights were followed, both at a distance and sometimes also quite closely, by space vehicles of extraterrestrial origin - flying saucers, or UFOs, if you want to call them by that name.
Every time it occurred, the astronauts informed Mission Control, who then ordered absolute silence."

Maurice Chatelain
Former Chief of NASA Communications Systems


"At no time, when the astronauts were in space were they alone: there was a constant surveillance by UFOs."

NASA Astronaut Scott Carpenter
Carpenter photographed a UFO while in orbit on May 24, 1962. NASA still has not released the photograph.


"Let there be no doubt. Alien technology harvested from the infamous saucer crash in Roswell, N.Mex., in July 1947 led directly to the development of the integrated circuit chip, laser and fibre optic technologies, particle beams, electromagnetic propulsion systems, depleted uranium projectiles, stealth capabilities, and many others.

How do I know? I was in charge!

I think the kids on this planet are wise to the truth, and I think we ought to give it to them. I think they deserve it."

Colonel Philip Corso
Former Head of Foreign Technology at the U.S. Army's Research and Development Department at the Pentagon. Four years Director of Intelligence on President Eisenhower's White House National Security Staff


"We must insist upon full access to discs recovered. In the LA case the Army grabbed it and would not let us have it for cursory examination."

J Edgar Hoover
Former Director of the FBI


"Extraterrestrial contact is a real phenomenon. The Vatican is receiving much information about extraterrestrials and their contacts with humans from its Nuncios (embassies) in various countries, such as Mexico, Chile and Venezuela."

Monsignor Corrado Balducci
Vatican theologian insider close to the Pope. Monsignor Balducci is on a Vatican commission looking into extraterrestrial encounters, and how to cope with the emerging general realization of extraterrestrial contact.


I'm sure there are plenty of storytellers out there looking for a way to rise from obscurity and cash in on 15 minutes of fame. But these are all esteemed and high ranking officials who stand to gain nothing but a tarnished reputation by mentioning this sensitive subject. So let's suppose they're right. Why the coverup? Why haven't little grey people with big heads and glassy eyes landed on the White House lawn and flashed a peace sign?

The answer to the first question is fairly obvious. Proof of extraterrestrials would shake society at its core. The economic impact would be staggering. The risk of invasion and the uncertainty of their intentions would cause financial markets to crumble. Some contingent of the population would inevitably believe that doomsday had arrived and react with the associated stupidity. World religions would have a lot of explaining to do. The knowledge of "others" would fundamentally alter society, for better or worse, forever. Some sort of rough adjustment period is assured, and this is one cat we can't wrestle back into the bag if we're displeased with its behavior. The government figures, and I really can see their point, that there are some things we're just better off not knowing.

In response to the second, only in the past few years have we become capable of interacting in an interplanetary community. If a meet and greet committee presented themselves to welcome us into the galactic federation, country boundaries would have significantly less meaning. We'd have to make decisions uniformly, at a planetary level. Good luck to us in that regard. Political nightmare aside, the technology for us to instantaneously communicate globally has only been around a few years. Can you imagine trying to organize a global summit through international telephone lines? Or even worse, commuting by horseback? This is the first time in human history that we're capable of meeting and drafting planetary resolutions with sufficient efficiency.

A final thought- Check out this article. It's the most compelling evidence I've read that something is afoot, primarily because it makes complete sense within the context of an interplanetary introduction. I have trouble believing the reports of intellectually superior beings stealing us from our beds or putting microscopic transmitters in our bodies, but I can definitely see why they would want to find a way to neutralize our nuclear assets while they make themselves known. Even if docile, they can't be certain how we'll react to their arrival, and nuclear weapons are by far their biggest threat if we opt to militarize.

My Take

My gut feeling is that they're out there, are visiting us, and have been for some time (this website is a little chinsy but certainly interesting). I know it sounds ridiculous, but hear me out. Imagine if they could traverse space simply by "folding the paper." That would change everything, and I think they can. Scientists have already made a mouse levitate by creating an artificial gravitational field using diamagnetism. The major hindrance in its development for largescale use is the immense power it requires (the mouse levitator used 6 MW of power, equivalent to the output of two industrial sized wind turbines). I think a more advanced race would have a way around that one too. Antimatter is real, and its annihilation results in a pure matter to energy conversion. Extreme refinement of an antimatter generator would allow for a compact device installable in even a Hyundai-class spaceship. This may sound hairbrained, but recall that Colonel Corso's quote explicitly mentions particle beams and electromagnetic propulsion systems as technology we "borrowed" from the Roswell saucer. Quite a convenient coincidence. But if they can get here, and indeed are, why haven't they invaded us for our resources like Stephen Hawking said they would? Well, I have an idea. We're discovering that earth-like planets are actually relatively common, but what if they're really common? You wouldn't rob your neighbor's pantry when there are 4 free all-you-can-eat buffets within half a block. Why go to the extra trouble of wiping out an indigenous population? I think James Cameron is on my team, that idea didn't work out too well for humanity in Avatar. I'd imagine they're curious about us and are keeping a watchful eye as we pass technological milestones, but I think they have little interest in our daily affairs and would prefer not to interfere. Some alien middle manager probably lost his (her? its?) job over the Roswell crash.

I hope definitive proof will come sometime over the course of my lifetime, and I think it's more a possibility now than ever. Phone video technology is continually improving and may be soon be good enough to zoom into those spontaneous UFO sightings in HD quality. Instantaneous communication could have 100,000 people tweeting about a mass sighting like this one. Maybe someone in the know, and with proof to back it up, makes their way to Wikileaks. Or maybe, on an otherwise perfectly normal day, we're deemed ready to join some intergalactic community and are ferried hand-in-(hand?) to the stars. I don't know what's going to happen, but I'm looking forward to whatever it is.

Monday

Turn the light out say goodnight
No thinking for a little while


New update coming soon!