Wednesday, May 05, 2010

Everybody loves Goldman Sachs -- for starters, Tom Tomorrow and its greatest fan, Matt Taibbi

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"In the year since [his earlier piece on Goldman Sachs] the public has quickly come to accept that when it comes to the once-great institutions of modern Wall Street, literally no deal that makes money is too low to be contemplated."

by Ken

Ah, so Matt Taibbi hasn't decided to reserve his enthusiasm for the glory that is Goldman Sachs for British readers. (See our notes on his recent testimonial in The Guardian, "Will Goldman Sachs prove greed is God?") Not only has Rolling Stone reposted his celebrated July 2009 encomium, "The Great American Bubble Machine," but the May 13 issue has a brand-new piece, "The Feds vs. Goldman."

The 2009 RS piece, of course, is the source of one of the more picturesque tributes in modern journalim (in boldface below):
The first thing you need to know about Goldman Sachs is that it's everywhere. The world's most powerful investment bank is a great vampire squid wrapped around the face of humanity, relentlessly jamming its blood funnel into anything that smells like money. In fact, the history of the recent financial crisis, which doubles as a history of the rapid decline and fall of the suddenly swindled dry American empire, reads like a Who's Who of Goldman Sachs graduates.

In case you're wondering about the spirit of the new piece, Matt establishes it early:
Goldman isn't dead – far from it. But this new SEC suit officially places it at the center of a raging national discussion about the hopelessly fucked state of American business ethics. As a halting, first-step attempt at financial regulatory reform makes its way toward a vote in the Senate, the government has finally thrown open the door and let a few of the rottener skeletons tumble out.

On the surface, the failure-to-disclose rap being leveled at Goldman feels like a niggling technicality, the Wall Street equivalent of a tax-evasion charge against Al Capone. The bank will try and – who knows – might even succeed in defending itself in a court of law against these charges. But in the court of public opinion it was doomed the instant the SEC decided to put this ghastly black comedy of a fraud case on the street for everyone to see. Just as Pittsburgh Steeler Ben Roethlisberger will never recover from the image of him (allegedly) waving his dick at a scared 20-year-old coed in the darkened hallway of a Georgia nightclub, Goldman may never bounce back from the SEC's brutal blow-by-blow account of how the bank conspired with a hedge-fund magnate to bend one gullible business partner after another over the edge of the subprime housing market.

Matt takes time to establish his bona fides as a fan of Goldman's new poster boy, "French-born slimeball" Fabrice Tourre, the company's eloquent e-mailer, then notes:
These flighty Tourre e-mails boasting of cashing in on a disaster and chuckling over the "surreal" experience of power-lying right in the face of a business partner are Goldman's very own Ben Roethlisberger drunken dick-waving moment. It is hard to imagine any company from now on doing business with Goldman and not picturing its fruitcake executives text-boasting to each other about the pleasures of screwing over their own clients.

Then he has some fun with Goldman's official denials, summing them up:
[W]ithin the space of a few days, Goldman issued three different explanations, which progressed from (a) we absolutely, positively didn't do it, to (b) if we did do it, we didn't make any money doing it, and finally on to (c) if somebody did it, it was only that French cat Tourre, and here's his head if you want it. These guys couldn't find the truth if it was sitting in their lap playing the ukulele, and that's the basic problem that the entire financial-services sector – an industry that requires trust and confidence to thrive – is struggling to overcome.

Matt recalls with a certain amount of glee the response to his suggestion in the 2009 piece that Goldman was "betting against its clients at the end of the housing boom": "[V]irtually the entire smugtocracy of sneering Wall Street cognoscenti scoffed at the notion that the Street's leading investment bank could be guilty of such a thing."
CNBC's house blowhard, Charlie Gasparino, laughed at the "securities fraud" line, saying, "Try proving that one." The Atlantic's online Randian cyber-shill, Megan McArdle, said Rolling Stone had "absurdly" accused Goldman of committing a crime, arguing that "Goldman's customers for CDOs are not little grannies who think a bond coupon is what you use to buy denture glue." Former Wall Street Journal reporter Heidi Moore hilariously pointed out that Goldman wasn't the only one betting against the housing market, citing the short-selling success of – you guessed it – John Paulson as evidence that Goldman shouldn't be singled out.

The truth is that what Goldman is alleged to have done in this SEC case is even worse than what all these assholes laughed at us for talking about last year.

Even Matt, it turns out, wasn't prepared to credit rumors he'd heard before writing the 2009 piece that Goldman "had gone out and intentionally scared up toxic mortgages and swaps in order to get short of them with sucker bookies like AIG." It "seems funny in retrospect," he notes, but "I foolishly dismissed those tales as being too conspiratorial. . . . "The notion that the bank would actually go out and create big balls of crap that would be designed to fail seemed too nuts even for my tastes."
And Matt's conclusion:
The Goldman case emerges as a symbol of all this brokenness, of a climate in which all financial actors are now supposed to expect to be burned and cheated, even by their own bankers, as a matter of course. (As part of its defense, Goldman pointed out that IKB is a "sophisticated CDO market participant" – translation: too fucking bad for them if they trusted us.) It would be nice to think that the SEC suit is aimed at this twisted worldview as much as at the actual offense. Some observers believe the case against Goldman was timed to pressure Wall Street into acquiescing to Sen. Chris Dodd's loophole-ridden financial-reform bill, which probably won't do much to prevent cases like the Abacus fiasco. Or maybe it's just pure politics – Democrats dropping the proverbial horse's head in Goldman's bed to get their fig-leaf financial-reform effort passed in time for the midterm elections.

Whatever the long-range motives, the immediate effect of the lawsuit is to put Wall Street's crazy fraud ethos on trial in the court of public opinion. For now, at the end of the first quarter, Goldman and most of the other big banks are still winning that case. But the second quarter might be a different story.
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1 Comments:

At 5:26 AM, Blogger Bula said...

The only way to kill this vampire squid beast is a stake through the heart and a silver bullet. The corpse must be dismembered and burned.

Holy Water sprinkled on the ashes, and sunk to the bottom of the sea.

 

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