January 2009
By Andrew Gordon
Children didn’t
make up Santa. Parents did. Santa may be generous.
But naughty kids get nothing but coal. Santa is a
ruthless administrator of justice.
This is not a kid’s fantasy. But it is a parental
one.
So my holiday message to President-Elect Obama and
his new Treasury Secretary – Timothy Geithner is
this...
Don’t ask banks to be your kid’s wimpy version of
Santa Claus – giving out gifts to all those who ask
nicely ... or scream the loudest (autos, anybody?).
Banks can make your dreams come true. Or they can
destroy them.
In either case, I’d like them to lend responsibly.
I’ve seen both sides of what banks can do. And I’m
sure you have too.
I remember getting a bank loan for my first home. I
needed to prove that payments would take up no more
than 20 percent of my disposable income. I needed to
prove I had a job. I had to show a good credit
rating.
Jumping through all these hoops wasn’t optional. No
exceptions allowed.
When I got the loan, my wife Cec and I went out to
celebrate. It was a big deal.
Then there’s the other side...
My Cousin Harvey had built his door and window
business from scratch. They had so much business he
applied for a loan to build a bigger facility. The
company’s bank gladly gave it to them. After all,
the company was flying high on the mini-real estate
boom that visited the greater Boston area in the
mid-1980s.
Five years later it reversed direction. Housing
prices plunged. And housing construction shrank to
almost nothing.
Even after downsizing, the company could barely pay
its bills. It dipped into its revolving loan more
and more. Until one day the bank took it away.
The company lasted a month more before shutting its
doors.
I’ve seen the same thing happen to publicly listed
companies like the small Texas-based oil company
that seemingly was sitting on top of the world.
I was on the phone with the CEO and he was sounding
his normal confident self.
The drilling was going great, he said. Every well
tested so far found oil. They were ahead of
schedule. Their big investment in a potentially huge
oil basin off the coast of Nicaragua was also making
better-than-expected progress.
Then he dropped the bomb.
The company’s bank was withdrawing their loan.
The CEO tried to cover his tracks. “As far as I’m
concerned,” he said, “This gives us an opportunity
to find a better bank ... a bank that really
believes in us.”
But without access to bank credit, they couldn’t pay
their bills. Their credit rating plunged. Other
banks wouldn’t touch them.
They were forced to sell their promising parcel off
the coast of Nicaragua. It bought more time for
them. But that parcel was a big part of what made
the company so attractive. More shareholders sold
off. Their stock price plummeted.
Ten months later, they were de-listed from the New
York Stock Exchange. Fifteen months later they
declared bankruptcy.
It happened a couple of years ago. But I believe it
gives you a sneak preview into 2009 ... except for
one thing. Next year these won’t be isolated
incidents. The market will be littered with dead
corpses whose money lifeline was cut off.
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