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If there is any justice in this world, Bush, McCain and their cohorts will continue to flip, flop and flounder

until Election Day, when they will be put out of their misery and Obama will be elected president.

Given the circumstances, however, that will be cause for muted celebration at best.

 

 

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By J.B. Borders

It's almost here.  D-Day 21. The real beginning of the 21st century, the 2008 U.S. presidential election.  The day the game changes for good.

After all the slimy stunts some Democrats pulled to try and block Barack Obama from winning their party's nomination, I expected even worse shenanigans from the Republicans in the run-up to November 4.

I have not been disappointed.

This election will be held in the midst of what many experts now call "the worst financial crisis since the Great Depression"—possibly the worst economic meltdown of all times. It's a debacle triggered by the avarice and greed of millions of Americans, but it was wealthy Republicans who led the charge.

I suspected all along that they would fight like the devil to stay in power and use every dirty trick at their disposal to remain Masters of the Looniverse. I even assumed that there was a strong possibility Condoleeza Rice would be picked for the vice presidential slot as a last ditch effort to counter the Obama momentum.

Black for black. Brainiac for brainiac. And a female to boot. That move could have put a lot of sisters and some of their Latina and Caucasian girlfriends in an awkward position.  But the Republican brain trust decided the situation wasn't that desperate. Or maybe they just weren't that bright.

At any rate, the McCain campaign opted to play to their party's base and stay behind the color line. Though they did indeed pull a woman out of the hat to run for vice president, they went trailer park instead of Park Avenue. Seems it was crucial to find a running mate who wouldn't make McCain look dumb by comparison. They succeeded. (Remember how much "irrational exuberance" there was over her selection—at first?)

Earlier in the year, I also thought there was a strong possibility the Republicans might engineer an invasion of Iran in an effort to create a crisis that would help keep the presidency in their fold.

I was wrong again. The scamps didn't invade Iran. They blew up Wall Street instead— and, in the process, tried to raid the federal treasury for an amount equal to the cost of the Iraq war.

There are, of course, right-wingers who blame the country's financial troubles on "minorities and risky folks" who were granted subprime mortgages by "respectable" lending institutions. But these nut cases conveniently forget that those loans were made under the guise of creating an "Ownership Society," as Bush the Younger termed it. In fact, he sold it as a cornerstone of his compassionate conservatism agenda—let's give our less fortunate black and brown brethren and sistren their chance to own a piece of the American Dream, a home of their own. Meanwhile, his handlers were all giggling about it behind his back. They knew it was strictly a hustle. They were following the numbers. They knew those rip-off predatory loans had mushroomed from 8.6 percent of all mortgages in 2001 to more than 20 percent by 2006—or more than $600 billion in overpriced long-term deals packaged and sold as sure-fire, high-profit securities to other suckers.

It's no wonder that also in 2006 Wall Street firms reportedly paid out $62 billion in bonuses to executives and other staffers. Much of it was fed by the Ownership Society bonanza. You know nearly everyone who pocketed the bonus money had to realize they were scamming the system somehow. They had to know it. They were the best minds of their generation. And now all they offer in defense of their actions is a bromide like "Don't hate the playa, hate the game."

Worse, instead of offering to pay back any of their fraudulent gains, the Wall Street crew now wants Uncle Sam - the lender of last resort - and the folks on Main Street to give them even more money or else, they claim, the whole world's economic system will go down the drain.

Of course, many in the rest of the world say such talk is pure hyperbole. "We must not allow the burden of the boundless greed of a few to be shouldered by all," Brazil's president, Luiz Inácio Lula da Silva, told the United Nations General Assembly a day or two after U.S. Treasury Secretary Henry Paulson, a former Wall Street tycoon at Goldman Sachs, demanded the $700 billion ransom and the unfettered authority to spend it on his cronies as he sees fit.

Many Chinese experts also think the American doomsday scenario is a bunch of malarkey. They say everyone knows the U.S. economy is on the decline and that China's is on the rise and that it was just a question of when China would claim the top spot. They say the U.S. sissies need to stop all the whining and start accepting their place as beta, not alpha, dog. Or in the words of that classic Motown tune, "Things just ain't the same/Any time the hunter gets captured by the game."

And so, barely 40 days and 40 nights before the presidential election, the chief ideologues of Free Market Rugged Individual Uber-Capitalism have turned the United States of America into a semi-socialist state. They have folded up faster than the former Soviet Union.

If there is any justice in this world, Bush, McCain and their cohorts will continue to flip, flop and flounder until Election Day, when they will be put out of their misery and Obama will be elected president. Given the circumstances, however, that will be cause for muted celebration at best.

The realists among us knew a black man wouldn't get a chance to run this country and be leader of the free world until it was on the brink of collapse. And we do know some racists will blame him for the collapse even though it was not of his making.

Today, more than 75 percent of the homeowners in the U.S. are saddled with upside down mortgages—they owe more than their houses are worth on the open market. That gap is only going to keep growing unless something is done either to reverse the declines in home values or to restructure those loans. As things stand now, the Center for Responsible Lending estimates an additional two million homeowners will be forced out of their houses in the next few years. A large number of those families will be black. And putting a sensible black man in the White House may be the best opportunity to save their skins.

As for New Orleans, what does this national financial meltdown and bankrupt banking system portend for us?

Though Hurricane Katrina slowed the growth of predatory lending in our city, we're screwed anyway—in the short term, at least. Bye-bye 100-year levee protection system. Bye-bye new schools, roads, hospitals, jobs. Bye-bye volunteers and crazy fat grants from national foundations. Everybody else is going to be too broke to give away any more money or time to us. We're on our own—until we can get some foreign aid from China, India, Brazil or one of the Arab kingdoms.

But let's party anyway. Decision-Day 21 will be momentous, historic and uplifting. It won't mark the end of our troubles, but we've been in tight spots before and have prevailed. We'll do it again. We're made that way.

The moment of truth is almost here. Our time has come. Let's not get distracted, deluded or discouraged. Even if we're only able to afford red beans and rice for the next four years, the neo-redneck-policy alternative would have been far worse.

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J.B. Borders is a social commentator and cultural critic. He is also president of J.B. Borders & Associates, a management consulting firm specializing in strategic planning, fund development, and program implementation and evaluation for nonprofit organizations. Borders was the founding editor of the New Orleans Tribune and an erstwhile editor of The Black Collegian Magazine. He has also served as managing director of the National Black Arts Festival and executive director of the Louisiana Division of the Arts. Borders earned a bachelor's and a master's degree at Brown University, where he co-founded Rites & Reason Theatre in 1969.

James B. Borders IV / J.B. Borders & Associates / 3655 Piedmont Drive / New Orleans, LA 70122-4775 / 504 945-7015, voice & fax
504 442-1645, mobile / jamesbborders4@cs.com

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posted 1 October 2008

 

 

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