The demise of Lehman Brothers reminds me of the telecom meltdown in 2001, when I was a recruiter in the Dallas Telecom Corridor.
On Monday, shocked Lehman Brothers staff were told to "move on":
The mantra of Lehman Brothers was to pay its staff in stock – some 30 per cent of the bank’s equity was held by employees and many bonuses were paid in shares. Now those holdings are all but worthless.
Some staff were also told not to expect a paycheck at the end of the month and that they might even be liable for expenses on their corporate credit cards.
No one ever sees this kind of financial decimation coming. Almost no one is prepared for it.
They expected the money to last forever, not unrealistically, in the same way we all generally expect our paychecks to be there next month, and the month after that.
They have made major financial commitments on the basis of their "stable" jobs.
They have kids in college, multiple cars, mortgages on homes, and balances on their credit cards.
Their money wasn't income. Like too many fellow Americans, it was throughput.
What happens on October 1 when the mortgage payments, credit card bills, accounts, and household expenses all come due, based on a 6-figure salary lifestyle, and there's nothing in the bank at all? Except those Lehman Brothers stocks they got for their Christmas bonus and socked away for a rainy day that aren't worth a dime.
How many people do you know who would be "just fine" if their paychecks didn't come through at the end of the month?
In 2001, I was dealing as a recruiter with telecomm middle managers who were shell shocked. They didn't know how to "look" for a job; they'd been at Nortel or Baby Bells for decades. They didn't know how to do anything else. They didn't know how to cope.
Like the former employees of Lehman Brothers, these were people without real world skills. What were they going to do, get a job at McDonalds? I did't know where they are supposed to go--and neither did they.
They had never tightened their belts or cut corners. They had never reduced, reused, and recycled. They've never clipped coupons or shopped from the clearance rack.
They never dreamed that one day they'd have to apply for unemployment benefits, let alone welfare, or that they might have to rely on food banks and soup kitchens to feed their children.
They had followed the rules all their lives, lived the American dream, and now they were totally screwed.
Quite often they were from households with two full-time working adults, where one spouse's income wouldn't support the family alone, but there were no local job prospects for the partner who had just lot a job. Catch 22. Can't afford to stay, can't afford to go.
Reading about Lehman bankruptcy gives me a terrible feeling of déjà vu.
When the same kind of sudden, massive job losses happened in the telecom sector in 2001, people were losing their homes and their cars, fast. Plano, Texas (the affluent Dallas suburb that housed a lot of the major telecomm earners) had the country's highest home foreclosure rate.
I now expect that honour to pass to whichever neighbourhoods house the workers of Wall Street.
Oops. There goes the property values.
This conflagration is going to hammer New York.
Put aside your schaudenfreude at the thought of all those paper-rich brokers being brought low, and think about what the Lehman bankruptcy means for those people and their families.
Here's some trickle down economics for you: the panic and terror and violence from the Lehman bankruptcy is going to trickle down into increased rates of alcoholism/drug abuse, domestic violence, and child abuse.
The Republican Party: putting the "trick" into "trickle down" since the election of Ronald Reagan.
My husband works in the IT department of a financial services company. We're not high fliers, we live within our means. But we could still be next. We read the financial news with terror.
If you work in a service industry in New York that relies on a six-figure income clientele: housekeepers, restaurant workers, dry cleaners, child carers--you could be next, too.
The point is, we all could be next.