No Statistics, No Mischief
A modest proposal for the new Fed chairman.
Jan 27, 2014, Vol. 19, No. 19 • By ANDREW FERGUSON
It's been more than a week now and I’m beginning to suspect she’s not going to call, so here I will offer Janet Yellen the advice I’ve been hoping to give her privately since the Senate confirmed her as the new chairman of the Federal Reserve. My advice is: Think about John Cowperthwaite. By this I mean: Really think about
Cowperthwaite in 1967
The name is familiar to economic historians, academics in postcolonial studies, specialists in the tax policy of the Far East, and avid libertarians, but less well known to normal people. Cowperthwaite was a lifelong government bureaucrat who should be lionized by anyone who loathes and fears bureaucracies. In 1945, as a member of His Majesty’s colonial administrative service, he was sent to Hong Kong, which was then (and remained until 1997) a British protectorate. Hong Kong was in bad shape at the end of the war. Things only got worse when hundreds of thousands of refugees streamed in as the Chinese Revolution raged next door.
Cowperthwaite rose through the ranks and became financial secretary of the colony in 1961. For the next 10 years he had near-total control over the economic laws and regulations governing Hong Kong. By the time he left office, in 1971, the number of Hong Kongers in poverty had dropped by two-thirds, average wages had risen 50 percent, and Hong Kong had gone from one of the poorest places on earth to one of the richest.
Hong Kong’s rise seems almost miraculous today, and surely the envy of any maker of economic policy. Chairman Yellen, unlike Cowperthwaite, is a determined advocate of the redistribution of wealth and other governmental manipulations that are guaranteed to make us happier, healthier, and more wonderful generally. I know this from the many beat-sweeteners that have already been published by the reporters who will be covering her. (A beat-sweetener, in the technical jargon of journalism, is a glowing article written with the purpose of winning favor from a potential source.) In National Journal, for example, a writer named Michael Hirsh wrestled with the question of whether Yellen is a genius or a saint—I’m paraphrasing—and was forced to admit she is probably both.
“Yellen is considered a nonideologue who will relentlessly follow the facts, whether they lead her toward solutions on the left or the right,” Hirsh wrote. More technical jargon: In the mainstream press a “nonideologue” is a liberal. (An “ideologue” is a conservative.) Oddly, Hirsh waited only four sentences before explicitly contradicting himself. “Disciplined, determined, and brilliant”—you bet she is!—“Yellen is also the product of an old progressive tradition of activist, pro-government economics . . . [and] represents a strain of interventionist thinking that has not found expression at such a high level in Washington in decades.”
If Yellen is truly as ideological as financial reporters are not saying she is, then she might admire a few of the actions Cowperthwaite took as financial secretary. He truly was a nonideologue. He disliked automobiles, as all good progressives do nowadays, and he discouraged their private ownership—not because he disliked them but because Hong Kong was congested enough as it was. And he was a great believer in government housing, or rather, he oversaw a vast construction program to house the endless river of refugees from Mao’s China. The other actions for which he was best known—keeping a flat income tax rate of 15 percent, deregulating nearly every enterprise that caught his attention, nullifying labor laws, and dismantling barriers to imports and exports—are things that Yellen, as Fed chairman, couldn’t do even if she wanted to, which she wouldn’t.
Instead, Chairman Yellen should contemplate another of Cowperthwaite’s initiatives. Asked once what the greatest and farthest-reaching policy of his tenure was, he replied: “I abolished the collection of statistics.” If only in this regard, Chairman Yellen, who will sit atop a vast apparatus built primarily for the gathering of statistics, could do us all a favor by following the Cowperthwaite Way. It’s true that there will suddenly be many unemployed economists wandering around Washington, D.C. But this is only one of the potential benefits.
Cowperthwaite wasn’t anti-intellectual; he did not scorn statistics. The figures gathered by the International Monetary Fund are the most eloquent testimony to Hong Kong’s achievement in the Cowperthwaite era. As far as he knew, in his day statistics were being compiled all over the colony. He just didn’t want to know what they were. More precisely, he didn’t want other economic policymakers to know he knew what they were. He refused to allow government money to be spent cooking them up. Otherwise, he reasoned, “I might be forced to do something about them.”
The connection between statistics and mischief is indissoluble. He explained himself to a gathering of legislators who were pressing him for figures on the colony’s gross domestic product—a term of art that everyone uses but no one can usefully define.
At other times Cowperthwaite suggested the causality works the other way around: Statistics themselves are what create, or at least justify, high taxation and other interventions in the economy. In a way it’s a supply-side problem, if you’ll forgive the expression. Say’s law tells us that supply creates its own demand. A supply of statistics will spontaneously generate a flock of people who will want to study them, and who, having studied them, will reach conclusions about them, and then, still worse, will want to shape their conclusions into government policy that will tug the citizenry this way or that, distracting workers and businessmen alike from the important task of minding their own business.
Cowperthwaite went on:
Cowperthwaite was a humanist in a field that had fallen victim to social science. I have no great confidence that Chairman Yellen will follow his lead—even if I advise her to do so—and banish statisticians from her cold marble temple on Constitution Avenue. As a highly decorated economist, she has reached the top of a trade that considers statistics indispensable to its own functioning.
But Cowperthwaite didn’t believe it. Stripped of his numbers an economist would have to resort to the old home truths about how the world works: If you tax something you get less of it; as a general rule an individual manages his own affairs better than his neighbor can; it’s rude to be bossy; the number of problems that resolve themselves if only you wait long enough is far larger than the number of problems solved by mucking around in them. And the cure is often worse than the disease:
Somehow the most successful practical economist of the twentieth century knew this was true, and he didn’t have to work out a single equation.
Andrew Ferguson is a senior editor at The Weekly Standard.
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