Wednesday 23 May 2012

Talibanomics


TALIBANOMICS- A SATIRICAL EXPOSE
The subject of economics, perse and Economists have captured my imagination for decades. I am neither familiar with the former nor the latter and hence have been trying to make sense of Macro/Microeconomics so that I am ready to face the awkward questions posed by my Grand children. A recent article that Pakistan is seriously considering lifting the ban on transportation of US and NATO goods to Afghanistan, after the ban imposed to retaliate for the Drone operations against “civilian” targets; took me back to my days in Pakistan.
President Zia was busy with the Soviet occupation of Afghanistan and the rather generous Military and economic aid received from the USA.He had in fact rejected the first package which he titled as “Peanuts”. That peanut can be converted to cashew or almond through manipulation of events was the first lesson that I learnt in economics. It was not written in books but practised by the creators of Taliban. That Billions of dollars flooded Pakistan during the next decade was proof enough. Apart from the official aid which is quantifiable, a number of ancillary industries stood to gain within Pakistan. In the mid and late 80’s,one had to merely visit Peshawar and beyond to buy any weapon of choice in the “chor Bazaar”. It included the state of art shoulder fired surface to air missiles. What about stores, communication equipment, clothing, blankets ,small arms etc, which could be bought at subsidised prices if paid for in Dollars?
Although American or NATO troops were not present then and were not even welcome in Pakistan,  shipping in Karachi registered a very healthy growth. Carrying goods to be offloaded at Karachi, thence to the border areas with Afghanistan was a profitable business, with the veterans of Pakistan running transportation as a core business. US naval ships began to visit Karachi for R&R despite liquor not being available in the open market. Suitable measures were invented to accommodate US naval personnel to drink to their hearts content in five star hotels of Karachi. Carpets and onyx sold like hot cakes. Our estimation of dollars earned during such visits to Karachi ran into millions (A million dollars was a humongous amount in the 80’s). This of course included bunkering, catering, fresh vegetables and fruits etc. A collapsing economy was rejuvenated. No questions were asked on how the money was spent and how staggered repayments were to be executed. During many off --the record discussions with knowledgeable Pakistanis, the same punch line was heard. “Americans can be conned in many ways. Who is going to repay any money? Don’t you understand simple economics? You Indians claim to be banias-but learn from us” This a second lesson in economics which proved to be right two decades later when the economy was about to collapse and was promptly rescued.
In the early 80’s Indian roads were filled with Ambassador and Fiat cars. Telephones were rare, infrastructure was archaic (it still is) and license Raj was at its pinnacle. In Pakistan however, modern cars were plying, roads were in good condition at least in the larger cities, piped gas serviced most homes. The middle class and above were enjoying the privileges of a dollar funded economy. President Zia was accessible to many who wished to meet him, especially Indian luminaries who were received at the door of the Presidents house and seen off too. They would cackle away for the rest of their lives on how humane a man he was. But then few knew about his plans to “Bleed India through a thousand cuts” That is another story. Lesson 3, "Investments must be made in visible sectors which in turn invite not only more investments but good will too. Suitable gifts to visitors presented in a discrete and  humble manner pay rich dividends." Ask the many US congressmen and high-profile visitors from round the world when  Zia ruled Pakistan
And now let us fast forward to Zardari and his Pakistan. Operation Enduring Freedom in Afghanistan is a better business deal. The beneficiaries of this business are many organizations, no matter how disparate they may be. This segment extends from Veterans of Pak Army who control 30% of the tanker business to many who run the 8000 to 10000 truck consignments. The withdrawal of US troops would increase heavy lift loads. The next lesson in economics kicks in now. “Do not let a productive business wither away”. In other words how to keep the Americans and NATO engaged in the general area? The stakes are too high. The entire tribal belt lives on protection money paid to them for the safe passage of the convoy. What is more they are kept busy and quiet.
The immediate worry for Zardari is the 1.3 Billion$ with held from the Coalition support fund. The route has to be opened forth with. So what if the Americans do not apologise? The parliament merely expressed their sentiments. Here is the next lesson in Talibanomics ,-“do not let sentiments and emotions come in the way of funding support of reasonable proportion. Delays  in decision making and noise levels in public should be directly proportional to the size of foreign aid”
A lesson or two to our mandarins in the finance ministry. Why disturb the status quo in the telecom sector with such high stakes? Ask the Pakis for some advice on killing a goose that lays golden eggs- before confabulating with the Norwegians and the Russians.
We could add TALIBANOMICS to SWAMINOMICS-perhaps?

Thursday 3 May 2012

ANECDOTES ON ENVIRONMENT


ANECDOTES ON ENVIRONMENT-A SHORT JOURNEY INTO THE PAST         
Post retirement activities can be very challenging and occasionally very stimulating and satisfying too. Faced as I am, with wide ranging activities , I declined an invitation to be on a distinguished panel of experts on Environment- an occasion designed to involve corporates, educationists, academics and students- in the cause of protecting the environment.

A young but determined founder of a NGO for Tree Planting, who was the organizer of the event, refused to accept my plea of ignorance. He repeatedly drew my attention to the sterling work undertaken by the Armed forces of India, towards protecting and improving our environment. Confronted by a fiercely committed young man, I was obliged to put my thinking cap on, so that in the presence of highly qualified experts, I could voice a layman’s perspective of the last 60 years, before articulating the determination displayed by the Armed Forces to fight all types of pollution in regard to environment.
Thanks to this unique call, I was able to journey into my past to introspect based on my observations; also with hind sight. This blog only covers the journey backwards in time. Perhaps many of you of my vintage can relate to my experience. If so, we stand exposed, as those who let down the next generation, on crucial issues pertaining to protection of our environment.

Economists will tell us the relationship between per capita income and the will to address environment related issues. It is said that crossing the barrier of US Dollar 5000(in PPP terms) is significant in appreciating the need to address pollution related problems and taking proactive measures to reduce damage to the environment. My early child hood memories are all about villages’ enroute to coffee estates of the south. Poor and illiterate as they were, their commitment to Mother Nature was so rich and their folk lore and anecdotes so telling on the need to protect the environment from all forms of pillage and plundering, that it had indeed left a deep impression on my sub-conscious mind. Nothing to do with income or affluence? We were taught at every stage to understand flora and fauna, coexist with nature, use herbal medicines for all forms of diseases, and appreciate the interdependence of humans with flora and fauna. Most of all we were urged to pass on by word of mouth so that knowledge acquired over centuries is not forgotten or obliterated in the name of modern science.

If Yajnavalkya Smriti the Indian Text on State craft and Jurisprudence, written in 5th century AD had a chapter on the ill effects of felling trees and Kautalya’s Arthashashtra had advice on Forest Administration, why and how did we lose track of our responsibilities towards protecting environment.?
Continuing with the past, if I were to list the positives of our way of life in 1950’s, some features stand out. Discipline and strict adherence to rule of law were cornerstones of life. Even a simple Government run school in a taluka,was clean, well maintained and well managed. The teachers were dedicated to the profession and hence were much respected in the community. Punishments to erring students were instant and the support of the parents to enforce such punishments was unshakeable. Great emphasis was laid on environment consciousness and customs and traditions. Energy efficiency even when electricity was inaccessible was ingrained in us. Gobar, camphor, thatched roofs etc were eco friendly pesticides, insecticides and renewable and affordable ingredients of consumption. Rivers and lakes were kept spotlessly clean-no plastics, no effluents, least of all human and animal faeces. Quality of water down -stream was the responsibility of those dwelling up stream. Water holes and ponds were kept clean by village and town administrators who were always at the service of the people. Trees were never harmed.

And then came the rat-race of my generation. Urbanisation, unruly, unplanned spread of towns and cities and a strong urge to look outwards(towards the west) rather than learn from our past. Overpowering consumerism and wanton destruction of the environment soon followed. Rest is history.
The silver lining is the reappearance of a little emphasis on the subject, in schools. My 13 year old granddaughter can lecture me on how to protect our environment and show our concern for the generations to follow. There is hope. After the terrible destruction caused during WW1&2, in particular, destruction of Nagasaki and Hiroshima, have we not recovered and to a great extent alleviated horrors of such destruction? Let us put our shoulders to the wheel, no matter how weak!

Abhishek, this is dedicated to you and your gallant friends.

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