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We invite you, dear reader, to examine these appliances closely. You will notice that neither is the simple device it appears to be. Merely turning a dial or pushing a button produces a complex variety of reactions involving centuries of accumulated knowledge of metallurgy, at least 200 years' worth of progress in mechanical engineering, about 100 years' worth of trial and error in making household appliances and electrical engineering, and half a century of electronics. These machines might rightfully feel proud, mightn't they? Do they not represent the accumulated wisdom and technical knowledge of generations? For the purpose of keeping food cool or getting the dirt out of clothes, are they not the best machines that mankind has ever built? Couldn't it be said that they - at least in speaking of household appliances - are the crown of modern creation? We thought you would agree with us there, dear reader, so let us move on. But suppose you buy one of these marvels. Suppose you pay $1,000. And suppose, a year later, you decide to leave the country and need to sell it. How much do you think you could get for it? Five hundred dollars? Seven hundred? We don't know, but it would be unlikely that you would get as much as you paid. Instead, you would rightly expect to lose money on your appliance asset. And, setting aside art, antiques, collectibles, and the gold coins you have hidden, isn't that true of the entire contents of the house? Does a one-year-old couch have the same value as a new one? How about a one-year-old trash compactor...or a one-year-old baby stroller? We could go on, but you take our point. And so we take it one step further. What about household furnishings as opposed to furniture? Do you expect your carpets to rise in value after you have spilled a few bottles of beer on them? Do your drapes go up in price after they fade? Here we invite
readers to inspect the house itself. Take a look at the lighting fixtures.
How much have they gone up in value in the last 10 years? And now let your
eye wander. What about the light switches? And the paint on the walls,
surely that must go down in resale value rapidly, once it is applied to
the walls. And the wallboards? The 2 x 4s behind them? The wires and pipes
and cinder blocks...if you called in a crew and had the house deconstructed...what
would you get for it? Wouldn't you see that every single element had deflated
dramatically....that, reduced to its component parts, the entire house
had a 'break-up value' of less than, say, 10 cents on the dollar?
"And so it might be said that you were an expert on domestic architecture. "Yes, that is right." "And in your expert opinion, which you expressed whenever you had the chance, a house really was nothing more...and here we quote your exact words...than 'a machine for living?'" "Yes." "In other words, in your opinion, a house is just like a dishwasher, or a refrigerator...or an automobile...isn't that right...?" "Yes." "And since a house is no different from any other machine...isn't it logical and correct to think that it will wear out..." "Yes." "And since it will wear out like any other machine...isn't it logical and correct to think that its price will fall....JUST LIKE ANY OTHER HOUSEHOLD APPLIANCE OR MACHINE....?!" At this point in the proceeding, the opposing attorney rises from his chair... "Counsel is asking the witness to speculate about things he knows nothing about..." We take the point. Neither the world's most famous architect, nor even we, can say what will happen. So, we content ourselves to direct your attention, dear reader, to what has always happened: Over time, almost all things man creates depreciates. Even the tax code recognizes it...allowing a taxpayer to write off the value of a new building, even a house, over a few decades. At the end of the period, the building is presumed to be worthless. But let us move along. Next witness! We call Mr. Hubert Homeowner. "Mr. Homeowner," we commence, "you are the owner of an averagish house, wouldn't you say? Well, just stop us if we're wrong...we're just reading from the dossier... "Your house
has risen at nearly double-digit rates for about the last 8 years, isn't
that right? And you have cleverly taken advantage of that, isn't that right?
Isn't it true that you've refinanced your house 3 times in the last 5 years,
partly to get a lower interest rate and partly to get some extra cash?
And isn't it true that you used some of that cash to build a new sunroom
on the house and upgrade the kitchen?
"So, isn't it safe to say that owning a home actually imposes some costs on its proprietor? Even if the house is not going up in value? "Yes? "Still, you consider your house your major asset, are we right about that? "Yes? "But it is a funny asset, isn't it? You get to live in it, which is a bit like a dividend or interest coupon. But you also have to take care of it...and spend money on it...if you want it to hold its value. And, all things considered, the physical thing - the house itself...if you could separate it from the ground that it is on....would naturally lose value over time, right? "Strange asset, isn't it. "And yet, you say that your house has gone up in value - dramatically - over the past 8 years. Not only that, but almost every house you know about has done the same. That is real money, isn't it? We mean, you can take the equity out if you want. You refinance your house to get it. And then you can take it and spend it just like any other dollars you get. We see here in your dossier that you bought all kinds of things, including a new bicycle for your boy, Huey. "Can you tell us where that bicycle was made? "China? "How about that. You were able to take out this 'equity' from your house and trade it for a bicycle that came all the way from China. It's a remarkable world, isn't it? We mean, you didn't have to work an extra minute for that bike, did you? You didn't win it...no one gave it to you...you didn't have to save for it or start a business or make a profit. It came almost like magic from the 'equity' buildup in your house. "Amazing. "Well, what do you think about this stuff called 'equity?' What do you think it really is? Where does it come from? How come the Chinese guy didn't take the equity out of his house and buy the bike himself? "Your house is worth about $200,000 if we have our information correct. Let's see, if prices in your area were rising at about 10% per year, that would be an increase in your wealth - tax free, we might add - of about $20,000 per year. Not bad. That's about 10 times the average income in China. And you get it without lifting a finger. "And...let's see...your household income is about $80,000 per year. Or, about $60,000 after you've paid taxes. And, well...don't you think it is remarkable that you get another $20,000 to spend...equal to a third of your disposable income...without doing anything for it? How is that possible? Where does the money come from? "Yes, it comes from an increase in the value of your house...but how? How is it possible, that after all we've heard about the depreciating value of your house and all its contents...that YOUR house seems to go in the opposite direction? Everything else - even natural stone - deteriorates, degrades, deflates, depreciates...but your house! Your house gets better...more valuable...more desirable...more fetching and more appealing every blooming day. Your wife doesn't get better looking every day, does she? We mean...looking at the matter objectively, of course. But, somehow, your house does. How is that possible? It seems almost to violate a law of nature...it almost seems an affront to God himself, doesn't it? He made the world and everything in it to decline with time...and your house stands like a beacon out of time and space...out of this world, almost...somehow resisting all His efforts to take it down...to reduce it...to make it bend to His laws. HOW IS IT POSSIBLE?" "Objection, counsel is badgering the witness." "May I be excused?" asks the homeowner. Yes. And so may you, dear reader. At least for now. Tune in next week, when we call our star witness: you. More to come....
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