HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Citizen, 1997-02-12, Page 5Arthur Black
THE CITIZEN, WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 12,1997 PAGE 5.
The
Thoughts from
a bona fide geezer
The geezers are back.
Truth to tell, the geezers never went away.
I'm talking about Mick and Neil and Tina and
Joni and Leonard and all those other old
fossil rockers who made us jump and squeal
a quarter of a century ago.
They were the greatest thing we'd ever
heard, back in the 70s. Today they are
certified, card-carrying geezers.
I should know. I'm a bona fide geezer
myself. I remember as a skinny college kid
with a wad of hair on my head, walking
down Yonge Street in Toronto, and hearing
an eerie, guitar-backed warble emanating
from the open door of Sam The Record Man.
Was that...singing? Sounded like a
hillbilly, but not quite like any hillbilly I'd
ever heard. I hung a sharp left and went
inside.
"Who's that singer you're playing?" I asked
the clerk.
"Some kid from Minnesota" the clerk told
me. "Name's Dylan."
That's got to be 30 years ago - and if you
RRSPs —
the foreign kind
The months of January and February of
each year can safely be said to be RRSP
season. The print media and the television
screen are laden with ads which promote a
certain company's mutual funds. The
suggestion goes, that if we are wise, we will
rush right out and buy some so we can
prepare for our retirement and, in so doing,
get one of the few tax breaks available to us.
I have no argument with this. I have been
telling my students for a number of years that
they are going to have to look after their own
retirement security since governments are
noticeably inept at doing it. I also make them
aware that the best thing is to start early since
the longer they leave the money in a fund
without touching it, the more the magic of
compound interest increases.
However, there is more than one caveat
emptor or buyer beware consideration to
which one must pay attention. You will have
noticed that some of the RRSP promotions
suggest you might like to diversify your
investments by getting into foreign stocks.
The argument goes that, at times when the
Canadian stock market is not performing the
way it should (something called a bear
market), the possession of some foreign
stocks will help balance out that since such
stocks may well be experiencing a delightful
run of their own (a bull market).
Let's take Venezuela, for example. In just a
year that country’s stock market has grown
happen to catch Dylan on tour these days, or
in one of his infrequent TV appearances
these days, you'll see all 30 years have left
their boot prints on his face.
But why pick on the kid from Hibbing?
Rod Stewart is 51. Joni Mitchell is 53. Neil
Diamond is 55.
Mick Jaffer is older than the President of
the United States.
Nothing wrong with that of course. Age is
inevitable - and infinitely preferable to the
alternative.
What I can’t understand is why these
geezers are still pulling in crowds.
And they are. Last year, middle-aged
rocker Bob Seger raked in $26 million U.S.
Rod Stewart made $29 million and Neil
Diamond - Neil Diamond, who put us all to
sleep 30 years ago crooning narcotic anthems
like Cracklin' Rosie and Cherry, Cherry;
Neil Diamond, who is just five years away
from collecting his Old Age Pension...
Neil Diamond pulled in $32 million in
1996.
It doesn't say a whole lot for today's
singers and songwriters that audiences are
prepared to shell out multi-millions for the
privilege of listening to a bunch of geriatrics
mumble and prance through songs that were
hits a generation ago, but there you are.
By Raymond Canon
by no less than 225 per cent in terms of the
local currency or, when translated into
dollars, a hefty 130 per cent. Compare this
with Canada's 25 per cent.
Another example is Brazil which shows a
75 per cent increase in the local currency and
a 60 per cent when converted into dollars.
The star over the past year has been the
Russian market which racked up a 210 per
cent increase when expressed in the local
currency, the rouble, but a whopping 175 per
cent increase when converted into the dollar.
Those are the type of figures you are likely
to hear, but there is another side to it all. You
will note that I have given you two sets of
figures above. The first one sounds good, but
the second one is the key since, if you invest
in stocks in a foreign country, you have to
convert your dollar investment into that
country's currency. Ditto when you bring it
out.
However, what happens to the exchange
rate during that time may bear little
resemblance to the stock market. If the
currency goes the opposite way to the stock
market, it may wipe out any noticeable gains
in your foreign portfolio.
The worst is if a stock goes down at the
same time as the exchange rate. An example
is a Japanese Growth Fund which is worth
only about half as much now as it was back
in 1994. In the long term that may reverse
itself, though so far it has been nothing but a
dog.
If your broker talks lovingly about foreign
stocks, just keep very much in mind that they
do not automatically compensate for any
lacklustre performance of Canadian stocks.
Chess players are considered to be antiques
at 30. Hockey players are lucky if they play
till they're 35. Most basketball players are on
a downhill skid by the time they hit their late
20s. But rock and roll stars?
Geezer Rockers never die, they just keep
raking in the dough.
The ones that are still around that is. Jerry
Garcia of The Grateful Dead quit touring
permanently in 1995. Brian Jones, the
Rolling Stones original drummer, is out of
the picture.
And John Lennon. And Elvis, who would
be 62 years old if he was still around. He's
not, but there are dozens and dozens of
original musical dinosaurs still going strong.
What will happen to these fossils when they
finally hang up their guitars and their leotards?
Perhaps they'll move to Dallas, Texas. Dallas
is a good town for Eternal Rock and Rollers.
They could listen to radio station KTCY-FM -
also known as "Fab 105".
KTCY has a simple musical policy. It plays
Beatles music.
Just Beatles music. Twenty-four hours a day,
seven days a week.
I don't know about you, but I find that
somehow depressing.
I think I'll make myself a cup of cocoa and
have a little nap.
This may be due to the nature of the stock,
the drop in the exchange rate or, as I have
indicated above, a combination of the two. I
would, therefore, recommend that you think
very carefully about indulging in such stocks
unless, of course, you are in for the long term
and I do mean long, at least 10 years if not
more.
Another thing that bothers me is some of
the come-ons. I use one in my classes which
shows that, if you invested $10,000 in 1954,
you would be worth several million dollars
now. The figures are not incorrect, but tell
me just who had that much money back in
1954 to invest. If I recall correctly, my
income before taxes was about $4,000. Yet,
when I asked my classes what was wrong
with that ad, not one of them spotted the
discrepancy.
Foreign stocks are certainly to be
considered when buying your RRSP. But do
not make the mistake of considering such
purchases to be a panacea for what can ail
the Canadian market. The keys are to start
early and know fully what you are getting
into.
A Final Thought
The 1996 Canadian Edition of The Old Farmer's
Almanac tells of cattle laws passed long ago in
various Canadian towns. Fortunately most are
forgotten. Close to home we have—
0 In Sebringville, Ontario, it's unlawful for a
cattleman to wink at any female person with whom is
he unacquainted.
0 It's illegal in Orangeville, Ontario, for a farmer to
work around cattle while wearing socks with holes
in the toes.
By Bonnie Gropp
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Volunteers give, not get
Have you ever had that niggling feeling?
For the last little while I have felt
something's just not quite right. As a
sculptor chips away at a block of marble to
expose his artistry, my subconscious has
been cutting at the back of mind trying to
reveal a doubt tucked away. Then this
weekend I broke through the final chink,
exposing the problem.
The revelation prompted me to pick up my
dictionary so that I might prove my
understanding of the concept had not been
inaccurate all these years —
voluntary: done or acting or able to act
of one’s own free will, not constrained or
compulsory, intentional; unpaid.
In our small communities we benefit in no
small measure by the efforts of volunteers.
Our local service clubs have built
recreational centres, donated sizable
amounts of money to worthy causes and
community betterment projects. Individuals
give selflessly so that as many children as
possible have opportunities to play their
favourite sports. By donating what little
spare time they have, volunteers keep our
churches going, our schools community
driven and our municipalities alive and vital.
Two Brussels Citizens of the Year, a letter
from whom appears in this issue, know
about volunteering. They were honoured in
part for their contributions to the BMG
Catering Group, an organization of women,
who since 1979 have given their time and
energies to help fund the cost of running the
arena. Many of their members are getting
older, however, and for this integral
volunteer group to continue they will need
new energies joining their force.
With thousands of dollars donated
annually from this group, its dissolution is a
concern. But while that bothered me it is not
what twigged the niggling sensation at the
back of my mind. What puzzles me is when
did we put a price on volunteering and who
is the recipient? While many volunteers
donate energy and hours with no return other
than the satisfaction of having given, there
are those whose 'donated' time is monetarily
compensated. Our volunteers on municipal
boards are paid to attend meetings. Are those
hours worth so much more than those given
by other volunteers?
I lay no blame with the individuals; many
representatives were not even aware when
they offered their services to the
municipality that they would be paid. That
being said, it's fair to assume that such
enticement was not necessary, that they
wanted to be involved because they had
something to give.
With so many cutbacks, maybe it's time
municipalities stopped giving privilege to
those who fall under their auspices. I'm sure
the people who have offered their time
would have done so without the perk. After
all, it's not like they're getting rich from it;
the compensation is essentially a token. But
the cumulative effect on the municipality
adds up.
There are obvious challenges facing
volunteer groups in this busy world. But I
have met enough selfless people to believe
in the complete definition of volunteer.
When you really care, you give, not get.