By Kevin D. Williamson
Sunday, December 19, 2021
John Maynard Keynes, progressives’ favorite economist,
famously observed: “In the long run, we are all dead.” Lord Keynes had the good
sense to die in 1946, when the credibility of his policy thinking was at its
height. The rest of us are left to meditate on a proverb dear to Milton
Friedman, conservatives’ favorite economist: “There is no such thing as a free
lunch.”
The future is now, and it is not entirely satisfactory.
The long run kind of stinks.
Here is a guide for predicting the future: The future is
going to look a lot like the present, and the few things that are radically
different are going to be the things you were least expecting. Ridley
Scott’s Blade Runner was made in 1982 and set in 2019. In that
version of 2019, we had flying cars and space colonies and blond robot
super-soldiers, but there were no smartphones, the computers all looked like
one of those Mattel handheld-football games we all had back in the late 1970s,
there were telephone booths, and everybody still smoked and kind of looked like
they were characters from a Mickey Spillane novel. In real-world 2019, mostly
only poor people and old people smoked, there were no phone booths, our
self-driving cars were still kind of buggy, and social media — basically a
telegram but faster and not private, which is somehow a world-changing
technological innovation — had become the opiate of the masses, except for
those masses whose opiate was still opiates.
Some things about our semi-dystopian present were
predictable. The faster and farther people travel, the faster and farther the
diseases we carry will travel. (The same is true for trees, which are not really supposed
to travel much at all.) If a government continues to pile up debt at a rate
that far outpaces the growth of the national economy, it is going to have a
debt crisis. If you cripple law enforcement, you’re going to get more crime.
If you devalue work and subsidize unemployment, it will be harder to get people
to work, especially in low-status jobs.
There is no such thing as a free lunch. Somebody always
pays.
One of the ideas most closely associated with Milton
Friedman is the “quantity theory of money.” If that sounds like
econo-gobbledygook, don’t worry. All the “quantity theory of money” really
means is that the familiar law of supply and demand that applies to other goods
and services also applies to money. (Of course there are complicating factors,
if you really want to dig into them.) If the law of supply and demand applies
to money itself, then you can make some reasonable predictions: If you increase
the supply of money disproportionately to the growth of the economy, then the
price of money — meaning the value of a dollar, in our case — goes down. If you
decrease the supply of money substantially (for instance, by raising interest
rates and thereby reducing the amount of credit available), the price of money
goes up. You’d think everybody would like that, but, of course, there are
winners and losers in every economic tradeoff: If the value of the dollar goes
up, that makes U.S. exports less competitive in world markets, and it also
reduces the dollar value of assets such as houses and investment instruments.
When house prices or Apple shares are going up, then the
price of houses or Apple shares is increasing in terms of dollars. Another way
of looking at that is that the price of a dollar is declining in terms of houses
or Apple shares. That is one of the reasons why inflation hawks keep track of
gold prices — not because they are looking to buy jewelry, but because of what
the price of gold tells us about the value of a dollar. We have some historical
experience with this, from modern-day Zimbabwe and Argentina to revolutionary-era France to 14th-century Africa, when
King Musa I of Mali, probably the richest man in the world at the time, spent
so lavishly and gave away so much gold on the way to Mecca that he caused a
collapse in the price of gold (the nearly universal currency of the time) that
lasted for more than a decade.
Increasing the supply of money — and,
thereby, reducing the value of money — is what is meant by
“inflation”: You inflate the money supply. That may result in
a general rise in prices, which we currently are seeing, but it may also result
in price increases that are concentrated in a few sectors. In the years before
the Covid-19 crisis, we saw a fair amount of that latter phenomenon, sometimes
known as “asset inflation.” Starting with the turn-of-the-century recession and
9/11, we have had a pretty loosey-goosey monetary policy, which got
loosier-goosier during the 2008–09 financial crisis. For decades now, we have
responded to every scraped knee in the economy with freehanded spending of
cheap money. And for the most part, Americans — the ones who matter, anyway —
loved it. They loved it because they owned a lot of assets, and so asset
inflation drove up the values of their houses and their stock portfolios. The
value of the stuff they owned rose more quickly than the price of the stuff
they bought, so they were, in real terms, richer. The people who are mystified
by the lack of “affordable housing” in much of the United States do not seem to
understand that driving up the price of houses has been a bipartisan policy
program for decades.
The Covid-related economic convulsions — the deep, sharp
recession of the shutdown era and the lingering effects of supply-chain
disruptions, which probably will last years — changed the game. After years of
benign consumer-price inflation and rising asset prices, we started to see the
kind of inflation that ends political careers: higher gas prices, higher food
prices, higher utility prices. But that cheap-money part was always going to
end and end badly, Covid or no Covid: Housing prices can’t rise faster than
wages forever — eventually, those richer older people who have been enjoying
the boom will be outnumbered by younger, poorer people who can’t afford a
decent house. For years, we used cheap credit to camouflage the high prices of
houses, cars, and education — Never mind the total tab, just tell me
the monthly bill! — another one of those great ideas that works until
it doesn’t.
Joe Biden and congressional Democrats are doing their
best to make inflation worse by spending vast sums of money to reward key
political supporters and to try to buy themselves some love before the
midterms, currently looking like they will be a slaughter for their party. (The
Republican polling advantage today is stronger than it has been in 40 years —
Democrats should think about how much people must hate them to vote for the
party of Marjorie Taylor Greene and Ivermectin junkies.) But the way you end
inflation — the thing you end up doing once all the painless options have been
tried and failed — is raising interest rates. You might remember that back in
2008, we raised interest rates a smidgen, which caused ridiculously inflated
housing prices to come a little closer back to Earth — and sparked a worldwide
economic emergency. Raising interest rates is going to play havoc on the cheap-credit
model of selling houses, cars, and college educations, along with much else.
And it could be very hard for the biggest debtor of all: the U.S. government,
which already spends more than half a trillion dollars a year
just on interest payments. We spent $522,767,299,265.34 on interest payments in
2020, with interest rates that were low by historical standards. If interest
rates start to move back toward their historic average, that number could
easily double or treble — or much worse.
This is the predictable stuff. Nobody saw Covid-19 coming
(though I suppose there is a reason we’ve had all those zombie movies and
zombie television series for so many years — a kind of folk intuition,
perhaps), but, this stuff, we see it coming. You can dick around with different
economic models and debate sticky prices and the velocity of money and all that
stuff, but that’s just Wile E. Coyote out there in the Arizona desert insisting
that the anvil that’s about to fall on his head weighs only 100 pounds instead
of 200 pounds. Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez and Bernie Sanders may
insist that there is no anvil, but sensible people can foresee that the big
heavy 50c-Rockwell anvil-shaped hunk of steel with “Acme Anvil Corp.” engraved
on the side and hurtling toward our delicate little American skulls is probably
— wild guess! — an anvil.
The long run is here.
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