Thursday, June 07, 2012
Harold Wilson, in one of democracy’s anomalies, served as
long as British prime minister as Winston Churchill and Viscount Palmerston —
and longer than the elder Pitt, Sir Robert Peel, Lord John Russell, Benjamin
Disraeli, and David Lloyd George, who all, like Churchill and Palmerston, were
distinguished holders of that office when Britain was a very Great Power in the
world — even though Wilson was, in Cromwellian terms, a “decayed servitor,”
remembered now mainly for the truism that “in politics, a week is a long time.”
In something short of irrational effusion in this space last week, I described
the impending German power play of virtue and self-discipline, in uplifting
contrast to previous German pan-European initiatives conceived in Bismarckian
guile and force, never mind Nazi barbarism. Less than a week went by before
Germany doubled its winning bet, and without loss of a jot of its benignity,
presented Europe with a second route to the salvation of the more sober dreams
and claims advanced with such confidence in the Europhoria of ten and twenty
years ago.
Back then — after a century that included two world wars,
several scores of millions of combat dead, two score millions of massacred
innocents, vast tracts of the old continent smashed to rubble and ashes, and
long nights of Nazi and Communist barbarism — a united Europe arose to the
stirring resonance of Beethoven, and the heady fable that the Eurocrats, in
Lego-built institutions and led by the greatest army of unelected social safety
Santa Clauses in the history of man, would emerge from the mists of tragedy,
nod appreciatively at their American liberators, protectors, and democratic
preceptors, as if to the concierges of Europe’s timeless five-star hotels, and
would resume the headship of the world. The “time of troubles,” to borrow a
phrase from the Japanese (about World War II), would pass beneath the unrippled
waves of convenient recollection.
It will never be known to what extent German chancellor
Helmut Kohl deliberately overpaid his East German compatriots for their nearly
worthless East Marks, and then overpaid the southern Europeans (little
accustomed to hard currencies over many centuries) in the euros largely
composed of German currency, which was built on the fiscal discipline of the German
nation and the genius of that country for world-leading engineered products. To
some extent, Germany’s guilt for its previous atrocities was monetized, partly
by and for the benefit of formerly victim countries; and to some extent Germany
bought the economic suzerainty of Europe, subtly, and on the installment plan,
as those who would pick Germany’s pockets claimed to subscribe to the German
ethos of work and high-quality industrial production, a culture and economic
model for which the Greeks, southern Italians, and Iberians never had the
slightest affinity. When the music stopped and the invoice was presented by the
international financial markets, with Germany as a sad and sympathetic
observer, the overstuffed celebrants in southern Europe divided between the
penitent converts to austerity and the mock-righteous protesters against
capitalist stinginess (still wearing, in many versions, crisp Wehrmacht
uniforms).
The Europhorists had imagined that bonds denominated in
euros could be issued with the same yield, whether from Germany or Greece,
because they were both denominated in euros, and they imagined that the
collapsed European birth rates could be made up with Islamic immigration, that
40 percent or fewer of their countrymen could work while the others took state
benefit of some sort, and that Germany would continue expiating its past
misconduct to their account sine die.
Germany’s genius was to be the benefactor, and not the
bill-collector. First, Germany said it would approve the extension of the
resources of the European Central Bank, and of Germany itself (they are not
wholly distinguishable), to countries that took the German pledge and did the
necessary to ensure that at least 50 percent of their populations normally were
gainfully employed, which was not defined as pencil-pushing at the taxpayers’
expense.
As this challenging change of pace was being painfully
assessed, Germany last week sweetened the offer: The struggling and distressed
and afflicted Eurobrethren didn’t have to replicate German labor-market
flexibility and fiscal incentive to investment and a growing free market. They
could instead revert to the Eurodream of federalism, in which there would be
central control of fiscal and banking oversight, depository insurance, taxing, and
spending, as well as structural changes to promote competition (i.e., sacking
redundant public employees and putting an end to feather-bedding
protectionism). The poor local politicians, who are being pitchforked out of
office by their electors almost every week, wouldn’t have to drink the
Kool-Aid; the European federal officials would pop the trap door on the gallows
of Eurosocialism, on secret orders from the German government. Presto, the euro
is saved, the politicians have passed the buck (euro), the Germans are
bystanders, and in the name of the great Eurovision, nameless people are
administering nasty medicine to the fiscally infirm. It is as close as Godless,
bureaucratized Europe gets to an act of God.
The Germans may be able to devise some partial face-saver
for the new French carnival-socialist faux government of François Hollande to
preserve a shred of France’s former status, or not. But either the euro will
roll back to a Grossdeutschland of the Germans, Austrians, Dutch,
Scandinavians, and possibly Czechs and Poles; or the euro will broadly continue
under drastically different rules that make of Europe, at last, a market
economy. Under either scenario, for the first time in the peacetime history of
Europe, Germany, finally, is the undisputed leader of the continent, and this
time no hand-holding between the British and French is going to counter it.
In the United States, meanwhile, unemployment increased
and the false recovery became impossible to portray as a success. It is the
merest and most fragile stall in a general economic collapse, and it was
purchased at a cost of nearly $5 trillion in deficit spending. Increasingly,
the administration will have to face the music, and, unlike in Europe, it is no
Ode to Joy: Unemployment in the Clinton and Bush years of between 5.2 and 5.3
percent has become an average of nearly 9.4 percent under Obama, and is not
declining; there has been a 50 percent increase in the national debt in four
years; federal spending as a percent of GDP (25), the budget deficit as a
percent of GDP (10), and federal debt as a percent of GDP (67) are all the
highest since World War II; the country now has the slowest post-recession job
growth, lowest percentage of taxpayers paying income tax, and lowest rate of
home ownership of the past half century; and the percentage of Americans
receiving government benefits of one form or another (47) is the highest in
history. In the Obama years, the number of food-stamp recipients has gone from
between 23 and 23.5 million in the 16 Clinton–Bush years to 39.5 million, and
the number of employed people in the country has declined from 144 million
people to 138 million, despite the addition of 10 million people to the
population and nearly 2 million more federal-government jobs.
The effort to distract the country from this indefensible
record with claptrap about a Republican war on women, a papist plot against
access to contraception, legal semantics about same-sex relationships, and
other red herrings, has failed. The bag of tricks is empty, the well is dry,
and the sands are running out. Unless Willard M. Romney drowns in platitudes,
or proves a greater Gatling gun of self-inflicted wounds than Barry Goldwater,
George McGovern, Walter Mondale, John Kerry, and John McCain combined, the
chalice he has so ardently sought but the country is not enthused to give him
will be his. America and the West are incomparably strong, as they showed not
so long ago in the Cold War. If WMR (I know it’s not the same as FDR or JFK or
LBJ but I’m waging a rear-guard action against calling him “Mitt”) appoints
some such people as Jim Grant to the Fed, Mitch Daniels to Treasury, and Paul
Ryan to the Budget Office, with a mandate for entitlement reform, prudent
spending reductions, higher consumption taxes and lower income taxes,
incentivization of energy-import reductions, and, if necessary, some temporary
workfare to shrink chronic unemployment, the United States and Germany will
lead the West and the world to better days. It not only could happen, despite
the encircling gloom, it is, by a cigarette paper’s margin, the likeliest
scenario. In four years, children could be singing “Amerika über alles” and
“God Bless Germany”; this would be less improbable than the international Gong
Show of the last 15 years or so that has brought us to our present improvident
embarrassment.
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