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[738] Of Liar’s Poker by Michael Lewis

Last October, I brought three paperbacks. Just last week, while I was rollicking, most of the daytime anyway, by the Dungun River, I managed to finished up Liar’s Poker by Michael Lewis .

scanned by Mohd Hafiz Noor Shams. Fair use.

It’s really a good comedy – and tragedy – about bond traders. Bonds as in economic debt of course. Despite the economic background of this real life story at Wall Street in the 90s of the 80s, one doesn’t need to know economics to appreciate the book and its humor. And it had been a long time since I laughed so hard reading a book.

There are several memorable scenes in it. This is one of them:

One trader remembers that “Lewie would say he thought the market was going up, and buy a hundred million [dollar-worth of] bonds. The market would start to go down. So Lewie would buy two billion more bonds, and of course the market would then go up. After he had driven the market up, Lewie would turn to me and say, ‘See I told you it was going up’…”

Another one:

“…Actually there was one good reason for using the charts: Everyone else did. If you believed that large sums of money were about to be invested on the basis of a chart, then, as dumb as it made you feel, it made sense to look at that chart; perhaps it would enable you to place your bet first and get in front of the coming wave. Many of our French and English speculators, however, honestly believed the charts contained the secrets of the market. They are aboriginal chartists. They would have used the charts even if no one else did. They communed with their charts as if they were Ouija boards. The charts were speaking to them.”

It maybe a typical dry economics humor but it’s funny nonetheless.

Regarding the second block quote, it is especially true about people in the stock market nowadays. A broker a couple of months back talked to me about forecasting. I looked at him and said quietly in my mind, trying to be polite, are you for real? Eh, I ended up explaining efficient market theory to him. And he wanted to sell me stocks.

Really, in economics, the best future price, given perfect information, is the price today. All those forecastings are bullshit. The only reason charting works is because laymen actually believe in those charts and then force the market to go the way the forecasters had forecasted. It’s a self-fulfilled prophecy. I still laugh at people that actually believe all the bullshits spew by so-called forecasters. Even the forecasters know its bullshit. Well, the forecasters with real economic know-how anyway. Some people may argue that information is not perfect. Yeah. True. But all know insider trading is illegal, eh?

Now, it’s time for me to get on with my reading. In my mind, there are three candidates currently.

One is Stiglitz’s The Roaring Nineties – I’ve read his Globalization and Its Discontent; yup, that Nobel Prize for economics winner; even attended his lecture at Michigan!). It has a cool cover by the way.

Two is Hujan Pagi by A. Samad Said. A. Samad Said needs no introduction in Malay literature and Hujan Pagi won, I think, the 1987/88 Malaysian literature award, or something like that. I’ve never read any proper Malay work so, I thought, if not now, when? But I’ve actually started the first page or two. I however find it hard to keep my interest alive – it was like when I first read Lord of the Rings (I must stress – before it came to the cinema, years earlier! I’m not a person that read a book because the book makes it to the movies – with the exception of , er, Star Wars. Star Wars is just different). Tough read in the first few chapters but as the story develops, well, we all know why Lord of the Rings is so successful in the cinemas.

Third is Thomas Friedman’s The World Is Flat. I’ve been wanting to read it since early last year but I kept getting myself sidetracked with other books and responsibilities.

So, we’ll see.

p/s – Mathematical art. Parental guidance is required. Sort of. Depending on point of view of course. (via)

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[643] Of Singapore, Malaysian Malaysia and what if

About fourty years ago, in the Malaysian Parliament, in Malay, by Lee Kuan Yew:

How does the Malay in the kampong find his way out into this modernised civil society? By becoming servants of the 0.3 per cent who would have the money to hire them to clean their shoe, open their motorcar doors? … Of course there are Chinese millionaires in big cars and big houses. Is it the answer to make a few Malay millionaires with big cars and big houses? How does telling a Malay bus driver that he should support the party of his Malay director (UMNO) and the Chinese bus conductor to join another party of his Chinese director (MCA) – how does that improve the standards of the Malay bus driver and the Chinese bus conductor who are both workers in the same company?

If we delude people into believing that they are poor because there are no Malay rights or because opposition members oppose Malay rights, where are we going to end up? You let people in the kampongs believe that they are poor because we don’t speak Malay, because the government does not write in Malay, so he expects a miracle to take place in 1967 (the year Malay would become the national and sole official language). The moment we all start speaking Malay, he is going to have an uplift in the standard of living, and if doesn’t happen, what happens then?

Meanwhile, whenever there is a failure of economic, social and educational policies, you come back and say, oh, these wicked Chinese, Indian and others opposing Malay rights. They don’t oppose Malay rights. They, the Malay, have the right as Malaysian citizens to go up to the level of training and education that the more competitive societies, the non-Malay society, has produced. That is what must be done, isn’t it? Not to feed them with this obscurantist doctrine that all they have got to do is to get Malay rights for the few special Malays and their problem has been resolved. …

I’m finally done with Lee Kuan Yew’s The Singapore Story and I enjoyed it, especially the last few chapters. The book however leaves me behind a few questions. What if we had stayed true to the Federation? What if Singapore were still a Malaysian state? I can’t help but wonder, could Malaysian Malaysia be a reality today if Singapore weren’t expelled from the Federation?

I think yes.

Lee Kuan Yew’s People’s Action Party (PAP), given time and if Singapore weren’t expelled from the Federation, would have outmaneuvered the Alliance. Perhaps, given the competition, United Malays National Organization (UMNO) would have turned into United Malaysians National Organization, as Onn Jaafar had envisioned earlier.

Yet, UMNO, seeing that possibility, acted quickly and put their interest first, Malaysia’s second. They expelled Singapore instead to secure their monopoly of power.

Yes, if Singapore were still part of Malaysia, I truly believe we would have a Malaysian Malaysia by now.

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[642] Of RM132 will get you only three paperbacks

Remember my entry about wanting to read Burgess’ Malayan Trilogy?

Immediately after posting the entry, I left my desktop and headed straight for a bookstore at the base of Petronas Twin Towers to look for it. The books weren’t in store however and I was rather disappointed that I couldn’t find it. Right now, the internet and some obscure second-hand bookstores in Kuala Lumpur are my best bet.

However, instead of getting the trilogy, I went on a minor spending spree, spending, quite unbelievable, RM132 on three paperbacks – Burgess’ The Wanting Seed, Lewis’ Liar’s Poker and Stiglitz’s (I attended his lecture back in Michigan! w00t!) The Roaring Nineties – while I had only brought RM50 with me. Given the situation, I was forced to use my debit card.

On debit card, might I add that Malaysia really needs to upgrade its financial system, urgently. I don’t know how it’s like in Thailand or Singapore but the US is far, far up there and it makes me feels that all the economics I learned at Michigan is part of an elaborate science-fiction. No kidding.

Anyway, I used to remember that imported paperback on average cost merely RM25 back in the early 1990s. After 1997, it cost around RM30 each and now, on average, it’s RM40++.

I wasn’t familiar with Malaysian pricing at first and you could imagine that I was in shock. But then, after I silently converted MYR into USD in my mind, the prices didn’t seem to be too outrageous. In fact, this case actually almost conforms to Law of One Price. After realizing that, that shock turned into a sigh.

Still, I couldn’t quite believe that three paperbacks cost me more than a hundred buck.

After the disappointment and the shock that became a sigh, I strolled from the Twin Towers towards Jalan Ampang. To my delight, there are patches of green here and there right before the interception of Jalan Ampang and Jalan Yap Kwan Seng (I think).

Mohd Hafiz Noor Shams. Some rights reserved

At least, I don’t have to pay to enjoy a bit of green amidst Kuala Lumpur’s smog.

When I saw the fire hydrant in the middle of a green patch, I became attracted to it at once. The contrast is just remarkable, at least to my untrained eyes. And before you keep wondering why I never keep the object of interest in the middle of the photo, suffice to say that I prefer non-conventional style, whatever that’s supposed to mean.

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[640] Of Burgess taught at the Malay College

I just found out that Anthony Burgess (), the great Anthony Burgess, taught at the Malay College during the 1950s. For those that don’t recognize Burgess, he wrote A Clockwork Orange. For those that have no idea what A Clockwork Orange is about, go read the book or watch Kubrick’s adaptation of it. If you don’t plan to read or watch it, boy, you’ll be missing something in your life.

History never fails to amaze me. The more one delves into piles of bits and bytes, more one realizes the grandeur of life and one’s relationship with it.

And suddenly, I feel the urge to read more Burgess’. What a good timing it is since I’m almost done with Lee Kuan Yew’ The Singapore Story (shamefully the abridged edition) while my Crichton’s Prey is probably lost somewhere in the Pacific. I need a something new to read and hey, there’s nothing wrong with another Burgess.

I think I’m going to read The Long Day Wanes which comprises of three parts – Time for a Tiger, The Enemy in the Blanket and Beds in the East. It appears that the trilogy is set in Malaya.

After reading it, I then may claim another page or three at Wikipedia by writing a review or three. Hah!

p/s – a tribute to Rosa Park. Her courage brought us a fairer world.

pp/s – Michigan haters, rejoice! Darn…

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[526] Of ten days to Star Wars

In about ten days or so, the final installment of Star Wars will be “in theaters near you”. I was a Star Wars fanatic a long time ago, in a galaxy not so far away. In fact, the galaxy is actually this galaxy. In read all the novels and the so-called technical book filled with pseudo-scientific details of Star Wars. I bought weird Star Wars stuff too and called it collector’s edition. Hence, I know the well-announced TIE-Fighter (TIE is twin ion engine if you are wondering) to the less-known but powerful TIE-Defender; from the exciting X-Wing to its obscure predecessor Z-95 Headhunter and the corporations that played important roles in development of the machines.

I only stopped being a fanatic after the official publisher of Star Wars novels was switched from Del Ray to Random House. Not that I hate Random House but the first Star Wars novels released under Random House was Vector Prime. By coincidence or by design, it has roughly the same storyline as The Truce at Bakura, a Star Wars novels published under the previous publisher. I have both novels in Malaysia; read Truce from leaf to leaf but read only the first few chapters of Vector Prime. I told myself, I’m not going to read this thing all over again. Hence, Vector Prime is practically the last Star Wars novels I have read. I have never touched any Star Wars novels since. Along with that, my fascination with Star Wars Galaxy diminished.

However, I remember someone said, once a Star Wars freak, always and a Star Wars freak. Not true entirely but perhaps, it is, to some extend. One proof is, I’m still excited about Episode III. It is where all the questions will be answered, where all the loose ends will be tied up.

The two other prequels have answered some of the questions. I must express however my disappointment with both Episode I and II. The hype around the two movies was extremely high but when I was inside the theater in 1999 and 2002, I found there is too much fat. Things don’t go smoothly with the dialogue. My taste of a good movie is a movie with witty and flowing dialogue, much like Casablanca.

To come to think of it, movies these days depend too much on motion, appealing to the eyes and rarely to the ears (minus the music but even if soundtrack is considered, many movies lack memorable compositions). In my opinion, all those black and white movies, such as Dr. Strangelove needs attention of the audience to be fully appreciated since the dialogue is complex. Casablanca’s dialogue in particular, is especially complex that I dare say, if one takes the classic from TV to radio, one will still be able to admire it. Not so with Star Wars and most others modern works.

In spite of that and the disappointment of earlier episodes, Episode III looks promising. Critics themselves are impressed by it, claiming there’s meat to it.

Of course, who cares what the critics are saying. If the critics are so good, they should be the ones that direct the movies, not the directors. Regardless what the critics say, hell, I’m still going to watch Star Wars.

Long live and- May the Force be with you, always.