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Weekend reading: A boom in crash talk

Weekend reading

Good reads from around the Web.

There is always lots of commentary when the stock market falls fast, but this week it seemed unending.

Given how rarely big declines have happened in recent years, I guess the excitement was not a surprise.

Pundits finally got another chance to express their worldly wisdom about plunging share prices.

  • Traders like nothing more than volatile markets when talking about trading, as well as when actually doing it.
  • Bears have waited a long time to say “I told you so”.
  • Bulls had fun pointing out that being bullish has been right for many years.
  • Legions of Warren Buffett disciples and buy-and-hold passive investors have been itching to show off their long-term thinking skillz.

I certainly wasn’t too precious to miss the chance, either.

My thoughts on how to face a stock market slump went up earlier this week.

Most of us kept calm and carried on

Actually, amid all the noise there was a lot of sensible stuff being said, at least on the Internet (and in the Monevator comments).

Perhaps it’s the people I read – largely investors, not journalists – but I came across much less of the hysteria that you tend to read in the newspapers.

My single favourite contribution was from US investor and Motley Fool co-founder David Gardner, in an excellent podcast that offered his rules of thumb on coping with stock market volatility.

I love Gardner’s thoughts on investing and I admire his active investing style, which focuses on expensive growth stocks. He has an interesting and internally coherent philosophy.

Obviously it’s also far off-base from the passive investing path I’d strongly suggest most people follow with most or all of their money.

But even passive purists will find this soothing podcast worth listening to.

Here’s an extract (and for context he’s talking about the US market):

The market always goes down faster than it goes up, but the market always goes up more than it goes down.

Those are opposed ideas.

Let’s start with the second part of that line. The market always goes up more than it goes down.

Well, that’s pretty obvious. Anytime you have something that’s gaining 9-10% per year over a century, you can expect that’s going to go up and, indeed, the market is doing not much more than reflecting the growth of innovation, technology, and wealth worldwide over the course of the last century.

And that’s why I have great confidence in the market over the next century, because we will all continue to grow and to prosper together.

Great businesses will come along. More great entrepreneurs will start things you and I can’t dream of and add value to the world. And that’s what’s happening with the stock market.

The market always goes up, of course, over time more than it goes down.

But what’s the first part of the line that I just delivered to you?

The market always goes down faster than it goes up.

And that’s really important to keep in mind — both of those thoughts — especially during a week like this one.

I can’t think of any time in my investment career when on three consecutive days my stock portfolio rose 4%. That just doesn’t happen.

You might have one great day here or there.

But the idea that over the course of three days somebody would gain 10-15% of their net worth thanks to just market gyrations — I’ve never seen that happen.

And yet, it just happened on the downside.

I’ve also never seen a stock market in one day gain 20 percentage points or more, but yet that did happen in 1987 on the downside.

The market always goes down faster than it goes up.

You can have fun picking apart the word “always” in the comments if you like, but I’d rather focus on the main point than on outlying periods and places dug up from the history books.

I think you’ll find that’s a much more profitable way to think in the long-term than lurking around bearish sites and forever fearing the next Japan.

Still, horses for courses.

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You need a plan, not predictions or platitudes

A surfer contemplates the turbulent seas, just as we must plan for turbulent markets.

When stock markets slump, people pay attention.

In some ways that’s a shame, because falling markets are as normal as rising markets.

Stock markets that go down faster than they went up are perfectly normal, too.

A stock market slump is therefore literally unremarkable.

But we’re human. We evolved to take an interest.

Our instincts run on fast-forward, even if our wiser slower brains try to press pause and ponder.

The price of admission

When markets fall, some panic and consider selling. That’s natural.

Others act brave, rub their hands, and boast about it being time to buy – to be greedy when others are fearful.

That sentiment is right, and they can sound like bold geniuses.

But how long were they sat in cash, waiting for the moment to get back in?

If you buy equities when they drop 10% but you missed the previous 50% rally, you’re not being greedy when others are fearful.

Not in the bigger picture.

You’re actually being timid when others are stoically betting on the long-term propensity of stock markets to rise over the long-term.

And you’re probably going to be left poorer compared to someone who is less cunning but more pragmatic.

The price they pay for their long-term gains is not feeling as smug as you when the market does swoon. They have to take their lumps.

Usually that’s a price worth paying.

Molehills and mountains

Investing is a marathon, not a sprint.

When markets fall you can feel like Indiana Jones, running down some corridor with the precious prize in your hand – but with a boulder thundering behind, threatening to squash you.

But that’s only one scene of the story.

A better movie metaphor might be The Lord of the Rings.

I’m thinking of that montage scene where three members of the Fellowship are shown galloping across at least three mountain ranges as part of their continent-spanning quest.

The heroes go up one peak, but right ahead of them is a march down the other side.

If the Fellowship had thrown in the towel at the bottom of one of those valleys then the ending would have been very different.1

Investing is likewise – at best – a long march through peaks and troughs.

Hopefully you’re heading higher overall. But it’ll be a long time before you know for sure, and you need to be careful not to end up in a hole when your time runs out.

Otherwise it’s two steps forward, one step back – and repeat.

You knew this was coming

Fresh comments appear on old Monevator posts when markets fall.

  • “I’m re-reading this post to remind me why I’m invested this way.”
  • “I thought I was ready for a hit but I have to admit it hurts.”
  • “This is my first real experience of falling off a cliff and to be honest…I feel alright really…”

It’s humbling to think we’ve built a site that people come to when they feel unnerved by investing.

It’s great too when another reader replies with some sensible words. That means we’ve built a community.

My co-blogger The Accumulator is always more alert to these sorts of emotional shifts than me.

He suggested I write a post reassuring readers about investing through tough times.

I suppose this is my attempt, but it might not be quite what he was expecting.

If you look around the Web you’ll find plenty of pundits saying this latest correction was overdue, or the slump is overblown, or that it’s a buying opportunity, or that in a year it’ll be forgotten.

Perhaps. Nobody knows. Not just in the short-term – we all understand such volatility around here – but also in the long-term.

We make our best guesses and we build diversified portfolios that can hopefully withstand those guesses being somewhat wrong.

But we never truly know.

All over in a flash

I’ve lived through a few of these stock market storms, and they can still surprise me.

Regular readers will know I’m an active investor for my sins, despite my believing in the gospel of passive investing (we can discus why I’m active some other day).

I’m used to choppy asset prices, and to an extent I seek it out.

Yet on what they’re already calling the Black Monday of August 2015, I was newly dumbfounded.

I had cash ready to deploy into certain US companies, if I could get them at the right price.

So I waited and watched the US markets open – only to be left open-mouthed as the prices of huge firms like Apple, Facebook and Visa fell 10% or more on the off.

It was almost what I’d been waiting for. Yet I did nothing.

Why?

Because it was almost but not quite what I expected.

The deep price cuts were too much, too mad, too crazy.

I was shocked.

I remembered the financial panics of 2008 and 2009 and I wondered if I’d misread the situation. Was it happening again?

This moment seemed to last for an age as I dithered over whether to buy.

Then suddenly prices reversed and began speedily climbing (which seemed equally strange) and a company that I might have bought at 5%-off now seemed expensive at 7% lower – because 30 seconds ago it had been 15% down!

This craziness lasted barely five minutes in total, and by the end I’d bought … nothing.

So much for the bold old investor!

Cliff notes

That’s what markets do. They surprise you and unsettle you.

In response to the reader’s comment about falling off a cliff, another Monevator regular said: “This isn’t a cliff.”

And he’s right, according to the history books. Markets have fallen much further than 10%.

But perhaps for that reader, it was a cliff – even if statistically a 10% fall is nothing to write home about.

You’ll know when it’s a cliff for you when you feel it in your stomach.

Prepare yourself for a normal 10% correction and you’ll not be prepared when markets fall 20% or 30%.

Prepare for that and you’ll still feel sick from a 50% plummet like we saw a few years ago.

Been there, done that?

Perhaps they’ll fall 80% in our lifetime.

Who knows?

This uncertainty is paradoxically why equities can be expected to return more than cash over the long-term.

People hate this uncertainty, they hate the random plunges and swoons, and they hate the long periods where you feel like you’re banging your head against a brick wall for getting into shares instead of saving into cash, buy-to-let property or premium adult phone lines.

As a consequence, people under-invest in shares, and they over-invest instead in cash, bonds, and property.

And so most of the time those of us who do bite the bullet and buy shares get rewarded with superior gains over the long term.

Most of the time – but not always.

Expect the unexpected

If the volatility of equities was truly predictable – if a 10% correction did come along every 10 months, or whatever the statistics imply – then nobody would be too concerned by it.

Perhaps you’d book your holiday to coincide with the falls, and avoid all the fuss entirely.

But that’s not how markets work.

Markets do things like go up when the news is relentlessly terrible for years – and then plummet on a blue sky day.

Or you’ll have heard that shares “climb a wall of worry” and so you’re happy because everyone seems scared – and then the market crashes anyway, right in the face of that fear.

Or shares fall hard like in 2000-2003, and so people talk about a once-in-a-generation cratering – and then they crater again just a few years later.

That’s only once in a generation if you’re a gerbil with great grand kids.

The truth is you don’t know what shares are going to do. You just don’t.

You might think you do – that you’re girded for the long-term returns and for short-term volatility – but then, say, the whole world turns Japanese for three decades and even after dividends you barely break even.

Do I expect that to happen?

No.

But it might.

Known and unknown unknowns

  • Nobody expected interest rates to be held near-0% for six long years.
  • Few expected super-safe 10-year government bond yields to wallow below 2% – or to turn momentarily negative in Germany.
  • Newlywed home buyers in Tokyo in 1989 did not expect to be underwater 30 years later.
  • No gold bug expected the metal’s price to fall under $1,200 back in 2011 when gold was hitting new all-time highs above $1,800.

The subsequent fate of these surprising outcomes is misleading.

After a few weeks, months or years, they lose their power to shock and we come to accept what happened as just another data point.

They seem less scary then, and we return to believing we know what’s going on.

But do we?

Something else we don’t expect is already waiting in the wings.

Back yourself

You don’t need predictions from a talking head about where the market is going to go in the next six months.

Nobody really knows is the fact of the matter.

Deep studies have proven that rules of thumb for forecasting the market don’t work.

In general, some people are just better at talking like they know what’s going on than others – especially if they also happen to have been lucky recently.

Equally, you don’t need me to tell you to stick to your volatile equity allocation because the stock market will come good in the long term.

You need to be able to find that voice for yourself.

I love it when a plan comes together

The reality is you cannot be certain that even a well-diversified All-Weather portfolio will eventually deliver the returns you expect it to.

If you’ve done your planning properly then the chances are it will.

But it might not.

You have to understand that investing is the ultimate example of our brain’s capacity to anticipate the future and contemplate uncertainty (as opposed to living on your monkey brain’s fight-or-flight wits) but also that to prepare for the future is not to claim to predict it.

You need to create a financial plan that reflects this reality. Take your time.

Your plan should be:

Beyond that, it’s your plan, and it needs to be specific to you.

Whatever it becomes, you need to be able to stick to your plan when times get rough.

Not because things might not be rough for a reason – who knows, the boat might well be sinking – but because it was your best, most rationale, most well-considered plan that you devised on a calm day when you were thinking straight.

The chances are that if things now seem rough enough to give you second thoughts then you’re also being emotional.

That will play havoc with your perceptions and decision making abilities.

Better to act dumb.

What have you signed up for?

Lash yourself to your plan like Odysseus had his men tie him to his ship’s mast.

That way you should avoid throwing yourself into the sea.

Why not stuff your ears with metaphorical wax if you’re a passive investor, too?

Odysseus had his men do that, so they avoided the sirens’ song altogether2.

Treat your investing like you buy your house – just get on with it, month in, month out, and don’t panic at every headline.

When I asked my co-blogger how he was doing during the last wobble, he told me that he was feeling fine, but that it might be because he hadn’t actually looked at his portfolio for several months.

Months!

Is that wise? It’s at least worth thinking about.

His investing runs automatically. It will go on like a robot slave, shunting money from his bank account to his diversified passive funds regardless of his opinion about the front page of the Financial Times.

It will throw money into the abyss if it comes to it.

Some will say that’s madness. Others will say it’s the height of passive investing wisdom.

I say it’s a plan. It’s his plan, and that’s why he can stick to it.

What’s your plan?

  1. Assuming Gandalf didn’t turn up again with those elephant-sized EasyJet eagles to airlift them to their next destination. []
  2. A precaution Odysseus skipped over himself, presumably for the sake of a good story []
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Weekend reading: Donald Trump is not a Boglehead

Weekend reading

Good reads from around the Web.

There are many reasons to be terrified of the prospect of Donald Trump as US President, but passive investors might add his random-looking stock portfolio.

According to recent filings required by the US electoral authorities, Trump has a multi-million stock portfolio divided between several brokerages and scattered across dozens of individual holdings.

On the one hand, it looks a mess.

You can’t help thinking Trump would have more time to devote to his TV career, his activities as a mogul, and his Presidential race if he just lobbed the whole lot into a very cheap US tracker fund – even presuming he pays someone to collate and file his tax forms, and so avoids those headaches himself.

But on the other hand, he could have as much as $88 million in his stock portfolio – he doesn’t have to give precise figures – and when you approach such levels of wealth, the cost benefits of trackers do go down a bit compared to holding stocks directly, especially as you can harvest tax losses when you own individual shares.

(I think it’s a safe bet Trump doesn’t hold all his $88 million worth of stocks in the US equivalent of an ISA…)

Also, I have no problem at all with his using multiple broking accounts.

Remember, every investment can fail you – something Trump has learned many times in his real estate career.

This also goes for platforms and so forth, too. So why not build in a little redundancy?

Diversification trumps ego

My biggest problem with Trump’s equity portfolio though isn’t where he’s invested it, or how – it’s the puny size.

Trump claims to be worth $8 billion, and according to a breakdown of his assets the vast majority of this is in real estate. Even $88 million in shares is a drop in that ocean.

And as any Old Money family office apparatchik will tell you, wide diversification is the name of the game when it comes to wealth preservation.

Still, such worries pales into insignificance compared to the thought of The Donald getting his hands on the nukes…

A terrifying new meaning to his catchphrase: “You’re fired!”

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The bohemian investor

A pre-Raphaelite painting of a young knight in search of something

A few Mondays ago I was enjoying drinks at a friend’s book launch in Bloomsbury.

I know!

A friend who published a book! Drinks on a Monday!

Bloomsbury!

You can see where the title of this article came from, right?

Actually I’ve more to say on that, but first let’s set the scene.

Before my time

The people I knew at the book launch were old friends or acquaintances. In many cases they knew me best 20 years ago.

The talk turned, as it always does, to what we’re all doing now. There were no huge revelations this time – no journalists turned landscape gardeners, or women turned men – but my obsession with investing came up, and it provoked 15 minutes of light banter.

“What the 20-year old you would think of you now,” sighed one old friend. “The bohemian who became a banker…”

I protested, but people were more interested in fun than the facts.

And who can blame them?

The table was big and round, there were candles, and for a moment it felt a little like we were drinking on a school night in Les Deux Maggots or at the Algonquin Hotel.

Vive la revolution

When I made most of these friends, I was a student with hair down to my shoulders, working my way through Marx, Chomsky, and Robert Nozick’s Anarchy, State and Utopia.

That memory was what drove the bohemian/banker quip and the resultant comedy outrage.

Never mind that having long hair and being a bit of a lefty at 20 is about as unconventional as listening to Bob Marley and sticking Matisse posters up on your bedroom walls.

Even Dave ‘Call Me PM’ Cameron was a fan of The Smiths at Oxford.

No, as far as my friends are concerned, when I was young I was a free-spirited outsider, and now I’m a penny shuffling accountant to The Man.

And in some ways it’s true. If you’re not a communist at 20 you haven’t got a heart and if you’re not a capitalist by 30 you haven’t got a head, and all that.

Also, they were obviously kidding around.

On the other hand, I know how they see the world.

To generalize, if you believe everything in The Guardian, hate Thatcher, and work in the media, arts, or the public sector, you’re an authentic human being.

If not, you’ve got more work to do.

Bourgeois bohemians

I think they’re wrong, but I don’t want to overdo my imminent defence.

Authorship of Monevator alone would probably grant me First Up Against The Wall status should Jeremy Corbyn turn out to be the new Lenin.

Still, I think my friends were exhibiting their usual tribal prejudices that have them living as consumers and exploiting all the fruits of capitalism, while moaning about social injustice on Facebook to make themselves feel like Nelson Mandela locked on Robben Island from the comfort of their cubicles1.

See my thoughts on Margaret Thatcher’s childish children for more on that.

Returning to the bohemian/banker debate, a definition from Google:

Bohemian
/bəʊˈhiːmɪən/
noun
1. a native or inhabitant of Bohemia.

2. a socially unconventional person, especially one who is involved in the arts.

synonyms: nonconformist, unconventional person, beatnik, hippy, avant-gardist, free spirit, dropout, artistic person; informal freak

“he is a real artist and a real bohemian”

And Wikipedia:

Bohemianism is the practice of an unconventional lifestyle, often in the company of like-minded people, with few permanent ties, involving musical, artistic, or literary pursuits.

In this context, Bohemians may be wanderers, adventurers, or vagabonds.

I’ll immediately concede one thing – I am not a native of Bohemia.

But when it comes to the other traits, while I am no wandering minstrel sleeping in churches and living on bread exchanged for charcoal sketches, I think I’m at least as bohemian in spirit as my Monday night friends.

Why is this relevant to you?

Because I think it reveals how the quest for financial independence via knowing how money works and exploiting it to your advantage is hard for many people to grasp.

Instead they see money as evil (despite chasing it for 40 years in their careers), they cling to old stereotypes, and they plod along the status quo.

And that’s fine if it’s what they want to do.

However I do get frustrated when people pigeonhole investing as something for other people, when it could be the key to their own greater freedom.

For me, investing was first a means to an end.

It’s clearly become more than that – I’m only a couple of script rewrites short of Dustin Hoffman in Rain Man when it comes to multiple obsessions – but that’s my problem.

We’ve shown many times how passive investing can yoke global capitalism to your cause with barely an hour’s effort a year, if you can get beyond Sixth Form thinking about good and bad.

I say again, my friends are not penniless iconoclasts who might be excused their position.

They are just normal middle class consumers who for some reason think knowing about the stock market means you must have secretly done time in the Bullingdon Club.

Banker or bohemian?

Let’s do a quick quiz to see how me and my stock market-shunning mates compare on the bohemian scale.

Involved in the arts: A win for my friends. A good two-thirds of those present that Monday work in creative pursuits – the author, of course, but also journalists, a film festival organizer, some publishing types, a musician, a couple of video game creators. Whilst I sort of make my money in the media and I’d argue Monevator is a creative pursuit, I’ll concede this one.

Bohemian-o-meter: Friends 1 / Me 0

Unconventional lifestyle: Note I said my friends ‘work’ in the arts. Most if not all have traditional jobs. In contrast, I’ve worked in full-time employment for barely four of the past 20 years. The rest of the time it’s been a self-made mishmash of short and long-term projects and ad hoc freelancing, working out of my own home or a nearby cafe. Added to some other traits we’ll get to shortly, I win this one.

Bohemian-o-meter: Friends 1 / Me 1

Few permanent ties: Nearly all those friends who find my interest in shares so mercantile and Conservative own their own homes. (Many have pensions that hold shares, too, but let’s set that aside). As I’ve lamented written about before, in most cases their homes have doubled or tripled in value, giving them multiple six-figure windfalls that they choose not to see as real money because “you have to live somewhere”. This is nonsense, but in their eyes a 10% gain on my portfolio makes me a blood-sucking banker and a £500,00 gain on their two-bed flat makes them free spirits who happen to own a property. Anyway, I rent and I sometimes do move on a whim.

Bohemian-o-meter: Friends 1 / Me 2

Nonconformist: Once we’d finished talking about how I’d metamorphosed into a member of the (un)landed gentry, we moved on to talking about foreign holidays, kitchen extensions, schools (yawn), the state of their various marriages, and how most need more money because they’re “skint”. In contrast I’ve never married, I’ve had several full-on two to five-year long relationships, I don’t want kids, I have friends 10-20 years younger than me, I’ve saved 30-50% of my income for decades instead of buying tat, and I live like a well-off PhD student.

Bohemian-o-meter: Friends 1 / Me 3

Wanderers, adventurers, vagabonds: If all goes to plan, within the next few years I’ll achieve financial independence on the terms I’ve set myself. I don’t know exactly what I’ll do then (I don’t rule out a house in the suburbs and 2.4 kids because I’ve seen that happen often enough) but I’m presuming I’ll do about half as much paid work as today (I enjoy what I do), maybe try to write that novel, and possibly try both while roaming the world for a few years. In contrast, it is nailed-on my friends will still be working and paying off their mortgages; they have kids, often only one working spouse, and most have little in the way of non-pension savings to speak of.

Bohemian-o-meter: Friends 1 / Me 3.5 (I haven’t done it yet)

Is interested in the stock market: I think being involved in the stock market through two bear markets and an anti-capitalist backlash makes you a free-spirited independent thinker – that’s pretty much my point with this piece. Not to mention the buccaneering spirit required to see your entire net worth lurch in a month. Still, I’ll not argue the toss. They can have this one.

Bohemian-o-meter: Friends 2 / Me 3.5

By my reckoning, I’m nearly twice as bohemian as my friends, in terms of living an unconventional lifestyle that I’ve created for myself, and the potential freedom it offers.

I win! Mine’s a double absinthe and soda.

The left banker

You might say who cares what my friends think, and I agree (although I’m only human, so I do care a bit).

Mainly I’m just having fun – and this is all half tongue-in-cheek.

On the other hand, I do think it points to the silliness of our age – that people working 9-5 for other people to pay their mortgages, spend nearly all their earnings on material goods and holidays, and who buckle up as middle age approaches to do another 30 years of the same thing feel on solid ground accusing someone who a visitor from space would have trouble distinguishing from a 1960s dropout of having sold out, just because he knows what a dividend is.

The truth is in this free-wheeling capitalist society of ours – the one these particular friends so despise, despite being up to their necks in it – you have options.

You can choose to try to live differently – you can choose to avoid taking on the Joneses car for car or handbag for handbag, to not have to fear you’ll be downsized or outsourced at 50, and to do more than just slave for decades so your heirs can do the same.

But if you want it, you have to go out and get it.

Seize the power

Finally, I realize bohemian is a loaded word.

Many of you probably can’t imagine anything worse than the sort of aging art student turned dinner party bore it brings to mind.

I’m just using it because my friend did (and, okay, because I have a soft spot for clever people who don’t show up at an office every day, and also for Czechs.)

The irony is the original Bloomsbury bohemians were pretty much aristocrats.

They could afford to run about baring their ankles, wearing trousers, and painting each other as drowned Greek nymphs because for most of them, a job was optional.

They hadn’t earned that freedom. They inherited the wealth to do as they pleased whilst living on 3% from the family estate.

Good for them – they still broke fresh ground – but as I always say when arguing for massive inheritance taxes, most of us are not so fortunate.

We have to create our own trust funds and pay for our chosen lifestyles ourselves.

And if you’re under 50 and trying to achieve that without using the stock market, then you’re not a bohemian – you’re just boneheaded.

  1. Does anyone actually work in cubicles anymore? It’s years since I saw one… []
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