Wednesday, August 26, 2020

The FT's Bryce Elder Channels Adam Smith

Not that Adam Smith, the other Adam Smith (George J. W. Goodman).
This is eerie and probably a sign that we are on to an eternal truth of markets.
First up:

March 19, 2012
"Transports, Small Caps Hit New Highs" (Quick! Hire a kid!)
There's an interesting dichotomy developing in the markets, one that we've seen before.
The old pros are cautious, befuddled and a bit scared. Folks with less than a decade at the market are making money.

Adam Smith noted it in the 'sixties bull market (The Money Game via Contravest, January 22, 2000):
from "The Money Game", 1968:
There is one wonderful chapter where the consummate pragmatic speculator, the Great Winfield, is lamenting his performance problems in a wildly speculative bull market.
“My boy,” said the Great Winfield over the phone. “Our trouble is that we are too old for this market. The best players in this kind of a market have not passed their twenty-ninth birthdays. Come on over and I will show you my solution.”
So Adam Smith goes over and finds three new faces in the Great Winfield’s office. 
My solution to the current market,” the Great Winfield said. “Kids. This is a kids’ market. This is Billy the Kid, Johnny the Kid, and Sheldon the Kid.” The three Kids stood up without taking their eyes from the moving tape, shook hands, and called me “sir” respectfully.
“Aren’t they cute?” the Great Winfield asked. “Aren’t they fuzzy? Look at them, like teddy bears. It’s their market. I have taken them on for the duration.”
Winfield then describes how much money Billy the Kid is making in computer leasing stocks like Leasco Data Processing and Randolph Computer that he has heavily leveraged with bank borrowing....
And the really spooky bit, for me anyway, SHALE:
...Sheldon the Kid waved his hand for recognition.

“This one will really take you back,” said the Great Winfield. “Sheldon’s Western Oil Shale has gone from three to thirty.”


“Sir!” said Sheldon. “The Western United States is sitting on a pool of oil five times as big as all the known reserves in the world – shale oil. Technology is coming along fast. When it comes, Equity Oil can earn seven hundred and fifty dollars a share.


It’s selling at twenty-four dollars. The first commercial underground nuclear test is coming up. The possibilities are so big no one can comprehend them.”


“Shale oil! Shale oil!” said the Great Winfield. “Takes you way back, doesn’t it. I bet you can barely remember it.”


“The shale oil play,” I said dreaming. “My old MG TC. A blond girl, tan from the summer sun, in the Hamptons, beer on the beach, ‘Unchained Melody,’ the little bar in the Village.”


“See? See?” said the Great Winfield. “The flow of the seasons. Life begins again. It’s marvelous. It’s like having a son! My boys! My Kids!”


The Great Winfield had made his point. Memory can get in the way of such a jolly market, that malaise that comes with the instantly gone, flickering feeling of déjà vu. We have all been here before.

“The strength of my kids is that they are too young to remember anything bad, and they are making so much money they feel invincible,” said the Great Winfield.


“Now you know and I know that one day the orchestra will stop playing and the wind will rattle through the broken window panes, and the anticipation of this freezes us. All of these kids but one will be broke, and that one will be the multi-millionaire, the Arthur Rock of the new generation. There is always one, and maybe we will find him.”
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And Mr. Elder at Markets Now, August 26, 2020:
Bull markets are fun in a way that bear markets aren’t.

It’s a distinction easily visible in the media. The 1999 dot-comedy had Show Me The Money, a fizzy daytime TV game show about stock punting that was every bit as engaging as that description, whereas the GFC delivered brooding Masters of the Universe schtick with Million Dollar Traders. Crises tend to make celebrities out of deeply serious, academic types like Roubini and Taleb whereas up markets are largely the domain of chaotic amateurs like David Portnoy and The City Slickers.

Among market professionals it’s obligatory to celebrate academics and sneer at amateurs, because professional salaries rely on maintaining the illusion of expertise-correlated returns. The chaotic amateurs have a much better strategy, however, which is to ignore equities completely until the circumstances exist that betting on literally anything gives them a greater-than-evens chance of winning. Their road will run out eventually, of course, but then everyone’s does, and it’s only the amateurs who seem to enjoy the journey....
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He nailed it.