Is Rupert Murdoch Really Responsible?


ImagesI get CNN's Breaking News emails.  I got one last week during Rupert Murdoch's questioning by the British Parliament's committee regarding the phone-hacking scandal that stems from News of the World and threatens to overtake the entire News Corp.  The email was dedicated specifically to his statement that he did not consider himself "ultimately responsible for the fiasco," and that these were misdeeds of the people he trusted.  In other words, he is blameless because he did not give direct orders and it was all his employees' fault.

Indeed, unlike Bernie Madoff he did not personally masterminded to rip off thousands of people; he did not instruct anyone to tap private phones and  bribe police officials.  For all we know he had no clue who poor Milly Dowler was until inquiries began.  News Corporation holdings include over 100 newspapers, magazines and TV stations.  He cannot possibly keep track of every single report they publish. 

He could not recognize (or so he says) most of the names of people working for him.  Also not surprising – News Corporation employs over 51,000 people worldwide.  We cannot expect him to know every single one of them.  I myself always argue that the Boss should deal only with the uppermost echelon of management

Yet, he does know Rebekah Brooks very well.  She's been making his scandalous rags Sun and News of the World profitable for nearly half of her life, climbing up the ranks with his personal support.  She knew how to deliver what was needed and he liked it.  In 1994, at 26, she hired techies to secretly wire the entire hotel suite for the interview with Princess Diana's beau.  And that was just a start.  Everything she did was ruthless, unsavory and amoral and Rupert Murdoch was promoting her for it. 

I wonder what kind of conversations this boss and this top exec had? 

RM: "Great job, great job, just watch yourself, don't get caught." 

RB: "I do what I can to please you, sir.  And don't worry – everything is under control, I hold them all by their balls."

RM: "That's my girl! Here's £3.5 million bonus.  Just don't tell anyone."

And that's makes him personally responsible.  He knowingly hand-picked this woman to be one of his top executives.  Journalism has seized to be an honorable profession long time ago, but Ms. Brooks' tactics go beyond levels of immorality we've learned to accept.  What kind of organizational environment he expected her to cultivate?  He knew exactly what he was doing, and I hope the British law enforcement will see it that way as well.

The reason this case is a good topic of discussion here is that business owners frequently display deliberate negligence in their executive staffing and still don't feel responsible for their employees actions. 

I know a national law firm specializing in consumer debt collections.  Most of the cases come in a wholesale form: debt-owners, such as credit card issuers and mortgage companies, outsource collection of delinquent balances to such attorneys.  This is very different from the regular law work when a counselor is face-to-face with his client.  This is bulk work – individual attorneys never meet the plaintiffs.  And that gives the principal partner the freedom to save on the quality of attorneys he hires.  He gets them straight out of fourth-tier law schools for salaries of office workers, he does not train them, he throws them into regional offices and lets them "swim or sink."  Meanwhile, thousands of cases get no attention and pass the statute of limitation.

There is no question in my mind that this is a violation of fiduciary duty to the firm's clients.  So, did Rupert Murdoch violated his fiduciary duties to the public by keeping Rebekah Brooks and letting her to do "her thing"?


A CFO and a Zoloft Pusher (Tragicomedy)


FADE IN

INT MANHATTAN'S FINANCIAL DISTRICT – DR. PUSHER'S OFFICE – 1 P.M.

MS. CFO, about 50, dressed in Navy silk business suit, accessorized with Salvatore Ferragamo scarf, shoes and bag, walks in.

DR. PUSHER, about 60, looks up from her desk, peers from behind large bifocals.

DR. PUSHER

Hello.  Ms. CFO?

Ms. CFO quickly glances at the impressively looking framed credentials lining up the wall, including the Psychiatric Board's certificate.

MS. CFO

Dr. Pusher! How nice to finally meet you!

Ms. CFO automatically extends her hand towards Dr. Pusher, who looks confused, seems not to know what to do with the hand in front of her face.  Ms. CFO snaps out of her business-meeting mode and starts withdrawing her hand just as Dr. Pusher decides to grab it.  Awkward handshaking occurs.

DR. PUSHER

Please, sit down.

Ms. CFO sits down in front of the desk.

MS. CFO

How was your time off?

DR. PUSHER (looking at her monitor)

Oh, how do you know?

MS. CFO

I've been waiting for this appointment for three month.

DR. PUSHER (still looking at her monitor)

Mmm.  Ok…  Well…

Dr. Pusher looks straight at Ms. CFO

MS. CFO

My anxiety is out of control.  I have panic attacks that feel like heart attacks – my heart start pounding and my entire left side hurts   It even resulted in some atypical EKG's.  So, my physician and the cardiologist, they both suggested…

DR. PUSHER

What do you do?

MS. CFO

I am a Chief Financial Officer.

DR. PUSHER

Is it a stressful job?

MS. CFO (with a bitter smirk)

Just a tad…  I need to manage this anxiety.  I cannot afford to spend energy on battling with it.

DR. PUSHER

What about depression?  Do you ever feel sad, low?

MS.CFO

Who doesn't?  Look what's going on around us?  But I can deal with it.  I can summon my will power for that – I grip myself by the hair and make myself function, no matter what.  It's the anxiety – it makes me feel like I cannot breath, and I want to be able to tame that.

DR. PUSHER

Will power – shmill power…  Do you ever think of killing yourself?

MS. CFO (sounding slightly agitated)

Hey, if this world goes into the shitters…  If there are no jobs for people like me anymore, nor for over-educated young ones like my son and his friends, and the government cannot even cut social security checks to my parents, and the savings disappear into paying insurance premiums, so that we could see doctors like you…  Of course I would consider it.  There are worst things that can happen to a person than dying.

DR. PUSHER

Good, very good.

Ms. CFO looks astonished, seems to be lost for words.

DR. PUSHER (CONT'D)

I am going to give you a prescription for Zoloft.

MS. CFO (shocked)

Zoloft?  Isn't it like a major antidepressant with a strong habit tendencies?  You are supposed to take it every day, and if you go off, you can experience terrible withdrawal symptoms?  Isn't its effect on panic disorder only secondary?  I don't really want to take something that heavy, and every day, and for… depression of all things!

DR. PUSHER

It's my favorite drug – I prescribe it to everyone.  And you are very talkative – maybe you should see a therapist, while taking Zoloft.  A therapist will help you to prioritize.

MS. CFO

I am famous for my prioritization skills.  What do you mean, "you prescribe it to everyone"?  What if it does not help with my anxiety, but I will be hooked and get sick if I stop using it?

DR. PUSHER

Oh, you should not stop.  I'd rather you being anxious than thinking about killing yourself all the time.  What's a little bit of heart pounding and left-side pain, ah?  Just take the prescription and I want to see you again in two weeks.  We may need to adjust the doze.  I have other patients waiting for their prescriptions.

Dr. Pusher hands Ms. CFO the prescription across the table.  Ms. CFO takes it, gets up and leaves the room, still holding the piece of paper in her hand.

INT RECEPTION AREA IN THE MEDICAL OFFICE – 1:15 P.M.

Ms. CFO determinedly walks towards the elevators.  As she reaches them and presses the button "Down,"

RECEPTIONIST (off site in a slightly raised voice, so that she can be heard)

Do you need an appointment for the next time?

MS. CFO (without turning her head, almost to herself)

No, I fucking don't.

She tears up the piece of rectangular paper and drops it into the garbage can between the elevator doors.

FADE OUT

Author's Note:  This little sketch is based on a true story related to me by one of my friends.

Tragicomedy – a work containing elements of both comedy and tragedy, or as I always say, "It would be funny, if it wasn't so sad."

250px-Vincent_Willem_van_Gogh_002 Vincent Van Gogh, At Eternity's Gate, 1890

The Infinite Wisdom of Trey Parker and Matt Stone


ImagesI have two confessions to make.

First of all, I have been a fan of Trey Parker and Matt Stone since the premier of the first episode of South Park on August 13, 1997 – nearly 14 years ago.  I love everything they've ever written themselves (note to those who don't know: they did not write BASEketball, which I hated) and my feelings for them were only further solidified in Eugene O'Neill Theater two weeks ago, when they nearly killed me with The Book of Mormon.

I count them among a small number of the most brilliant people in entertainment and consider their satiric abilities unmatchable.  But it's not just that.  They are incredibly sharp intellectuals, which, in my book, is probably the biggest compliment.  They just get shit like only very few people do.  And don't get me started on the courage – these two do not bow their heads in front of anybody: whoever deserves it, gets it.  It's really breathtaking.

The second thing I have to admit is that I am sick and tired of people still (for nearly three years now) asking me the same questions about the Global Financial Crisis (aka Credit Crunch).  Just the other week someone wanted "to pick my brain" about it again.  So, I started explaining (again!), trying to make it simple, but still using unavoidable terminology so familiar to my fellow CFOs and Controllers, but apparently still a foreign language for the laymen: federal reserve rates, sub-prime lending, securitization, predatory lending, blah, blah, blah… I am looking into the man's eyes and see no understanding of what all of this has to do with his pension fund.  Why am I doing this? 

And then… Eureka!  "Margaritaville!!!"  In the aftermath of The Book of Mormon, I re-watched a few of my favorite South Park episodes, including the blessed Episode 3 of Season 13 (2009), Margaritaville.  The boys did it better than all analysts on screen or in print (of course!), but more importantly, they made it comprehensible like nobody else can.  As always, they managed to marry their uncanny perceptive powers with the  signature concise delivery, which resulted in the most  brilliant analysis and summation of the bizarre economic situation. 

So, please people, don't ask me anymore about this.  Click on the video below and you can have a four-minute taste of the Misters Parker and Stone's genius, and then go to THIS LINK and enjoy the full episode, so generously provided for your viewing by SouthParkStudios.com.  

And if you still don't get it, then, pretty please with the sugar on top, don't talk to me anymore – I don't have time for your lame asses. 

 

Futurenomics of Higher Education


Item_3703People laugh at me when I talk about higher education in negative terms.  And I understand – it sounds hypocritical coming from someone with multiple academic degrees.  But times and environments change.  For my generation, higher education was far less expensive, more intellectually challenging and somewhat more rewarding than it is for young people today. 

Now colleges lower their educational values, so that the degrees seem more intellectually accessible.  The individual thinking is not cultivated anymore and slowly disappears together with independent studies.  It became all about mechanistic skills of test-taking instead of true intellectualism.   

Except for a few institutions still adhering to their academic values, most colleges' coursework does not require any reading beyond the textbooks.  This is how we end up with scores of degreed "professionals" who never read.  My famous pet peeve is having young subordinates with accounting degrees who don't understand the fundamental principles of double-entry bookkeeping. 

So, for $200,000 you get a low-grade minimal intellectual input and the promise of… What?  Nowadays, nothing.  Ok, so wealthy parents may be willing to pay this kind of money in order to delay their children's exposure to the doldrums of the adult life – as far as I am concerned, not a bad idea if you love your children and can afford to do so.  But other than that – it's really just nothing but a bad investment.  

Yet, more and more children continue entering colleges, ending up with unbearable debts.  Some are locked forever in terrible jobs, others are not capable of getting a job at all.   And people still insist that the degrees open some highly desirable doors?  Why is that? 

Because, of that stupid club mentality that pollutes every aspect of our lives.  Hiring managers and recruiters, themselves college graduates, will look down on those without the degrees, regardless of their abilities and knowledge.  This idiotic pattern has to change.  Not to boast or anything, but I always look for a spark of an intellect in a candidate's eyes before I look at the Education section on his resume.     

At the same time, we cannot deny the fact that having graduate and post-graduate degrees inhibits entrepreneurial potential of many bright and capable people.  I have been saying for years that the possibility of being paid good wages prevents people from entering the entrepreneurial route.  It's too scary to gamble on your business success if you have a steady job.   Thus, instead of building small and midsize businesses that could revive our economy, kids "all go to the university, and they all get put in boxes, little boxes, all the same." 

But this point becomes even less relevant now: those highly paid jobs opportunities will not be there in the near future.  Young people, please, you don't have to follow the rest of the sheep.  Think for yourself; let your creativity take you on the self-fulfilling journey.  And you don't have to strive to be rich and famous overnight either – not everyone is meant to be Gates or Zuckerman.  There is nothing wrong with building your own small business that will provide you with middle-class living, while creating jobs for other people on top of that. 

 

 

Arnold Schwarzenegger: Just Your Average Opportunistic Boss


220px-Terminator1984movieposter Who can resist this?  The Governator has cheated and lied?  Noooo, you are kidding!!! I am sure millions of bloggers hit the keyboards running.

But wait a minute, I already wrote about this – just little over four months ago: CFO Folklore: When Your Boss's Secretary Becomes His Girlfriend.  Well, not about Arnie per se, but about bosses having affairs with their employees. 

Obviously, it was based on incidents I have witnessed in business, as a financial professional.  I wrote the piece from the inside perspective of frustrated CFOs and Controllers, who are forced to deal with that.  Yet, I used very generalized terms, because it is the most typical type of infidelity. 

I don't think I have to remind you about all political scandals with exactly the same premise.  I never thought that the only reason these incidents ignited public attention was people's relishing the dirt.  It is the relevance of these situations to every-day life that attracts people: "Oh, he is just like that dick I work for."  As the matter of fact, that January post is the third most popular item on this Blog – people relate.

There is always an enterprising (rarely smitten) young and ambitions intern/staffer/secretary/page (she or he) in the office of a powerful older man, who,  driven by desire to excel in life without too much effort, will pursue the boss with all her (his) youthful enthusiasm.  And of course, the older person is weakened: his male nature already has a propensity for imprudence; his morals are corrupted by power; he is ridden with temptation to taste something 20-25 years younger…  "What a poor man to do?"

As the matter of fact, small business owners have it better than more powerful public figures like Arnold Schwarzenegger or Bill Clinton.  The latter risk public humiliation and popularity votes; the former have almost nothing to fear in their little absolute monarchies.  

The truth is, I liked Mr. Schwarzenegger up until he went into politics.  I admired his drive to rise above his muscles.  He actually always seemed liked a pretty decent man to me – someone who, if he fell out of love, would just come clean, divorce her and then go on making babies with another woman.  I should have known that as soon as "political reasoning" kicked in, lying would commence.  That they kept quiet, so he wouldn't loose his supporters – it's just disgusting.  

It is uncanny, but the former action star's news of an out-of-wedlock child, hit much closer to the real-life prototype of Boss and His Secretary story I wrote in January – I've just recently learned that the secretary in question is actually pregnant, while the boss is still legally married to his wife of twenty years.  

I would like to propose a little contest.  My readers, if you know of a single male business owner over 50 year old, with the staff of more than 20 people, who never had any indiscretions, please let me know.  I will sing praises to him in these virtual pages.