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Stealth of Nations: The Global Rise of the Informal Economy- (Anglais) Relié – Séquence inédite, 18 octobre 2011

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The Great Rummage Sale
These are the products of some people’s lives. Biscuits, balloons, and battery-powered lint removers. Rag dolls, DVDs, and cut-price datebooks. Individual packets of laundry detergent, roach killer, rat poison, face cream. Fresh fruit and finger puppets. Sunglasses and magnifying glasses. The Un-Bra (a pair of gravity-defying, self-adhesive, strapless silicone push-up cups.) Counterfeit Calvin Klein cologne cling-wrapped in Styrofoam clamshells.
A vendor selling slide whistles blasts a mocking trill—several times a minute, seven hours a day. Across the street, a husky man standing in front of a huge heap of clothes hollers, “Cuecas baratas! Cuecas baratas!”—“Cheap underpants! Cheap underpants!”—in an increasingly hoarse tenor. Next to him, a hawker with a tray full of pirated evangelical mix tapes blasts a stereo powered by a car battery. Two women toss tiny toys in the air—twin pinecone-shaped pieces of metal lashed together with elastic. These novas brincadeiras—new jokes—clack together like raucous rattlesnakes, creating a din destined to drive mothers and schoolteachers bonkers. Around the corner, two vendors with plastic windup launchers shoot small helicopters high above them (they drift back down, rotors a-frenzy) while another stands, back to the breeze, and silently releases child-size soap bubbles from a scoop that looks like a giant Ping-Pong paddle. The bubbles squirm after being born, their edges hesitant. They wobble on the weak current and burst an instant before they touch anything.
In her office six floors above the everyday economic carnival, Claudia Urias, general secretary of Univinco, a nonprofit dedicated to promoting and improving the market, took in the tumult rising from the street. She shook her head. “É uma confusão total,” she declared. “It’s total confusion.”
Despite her up-close knowledge of the street, however, Claudia is wrong. Rua Vinte e Cinco de Março (the street of March 25) in the center of São Paulo, Brazil, only seems like absolute anarchy. The street market here—the largest in the city, where retailers from other markets come to buy, because many of the items you can get on this street are either unavailable or far more expensive elsewhere, even from wholesalers—has unwritten rules and an unofficial schedule, almost as if all its merchants were punching a clock. The chaos here is meticulously organized.
Each market day starts well before dawn. At three thirty a.m., four men converge on a short commercial alley just the other side of the Tamanduateí River. Thin sheaths of onion skins crunch under their feet, perfusing the air with their scent. The men, however, seem immune to the acrid atmosphere. They enter a run-down warehouse and emerge with several dozen battered wooden crates and splintered and stained plywood sheets. They rope this haphazard cargo on top of dollies and roll them along Avenida Mercúrio and across the river to Rua 25 de Março. There, they pile the boards on top of the crates to make two rows of makeshift tables along a pedestrian alley that leads from Rua 25 de Março to Rua Comendador Abdo Schahin.
This is the opening ritual of a site-specific street performance, the construction of the stage set for São Paulo’s wholesale market for pirated CDs and DVDs. Within a few minutes, several dozen dealers arrive. Some roll up in compact vans and sell their contraband right from the vehicles. Others arrive on foot, carrying duffel bags. They plop the bags on the tables, unzip, and—É isso ai!—as if a starter’s gun has fired, the market has begun. First-run movies are often available a day or two after they open in theaters.
By four a.m., Édison Ramos Dattora is on the case. Édison is a camelô—an unlicensed retail street vendor. He came to the big city almost two decades ago and spent fifteen years selling chocolates, clothing, and small gift items on the trains at Estação Júlio Prestes, one of the city’s commuter rail stations. For the past three years, he has moved into the more lucrative trade selling pirated movies and CDs on the city’s streets. Business is so good that his wife, who used to work a sales job in the legal economy, has joined him in the illicit trade. Édison hits the wholesale market for both of them, so his wife can stay home with their young son. They buy movies for fifty centavos each—or thirty cents—and resell them for at least twice as much. Most often they work separately, to maximize the amount of the city they can cover, but when the streets are particularly busy—before a big holiday, for instance—they join forces to handle the demand.
Being unlicensed dealers in illegal copies of well-known films may put them at odds with the movie companies and the cops, but Édison is proud of his profession and insists that it is no different from the work his wife used to do in the aboveground economy. “It’s the same as any job, with the same goals, only done differently,” he said. Street peddling has given his family a life that has transcended the dreams he had growing up in Brazil’s agricultural midlands. He now has an apartment in the center of the country’s biggest city, a house in the suburbs (rented out, to bring in extra income), and a bank account and credit card. Édison earns enough money that, a few years back, he traveled to Europe to try his hand at street vending there (though he enjoyed his journey, sales were better in Brazil, he told me.) As he spoke, three members of the Guarda Municipal—the local police force—sauntered by on the Viaduto Santa Ifigênia, one of the long pedestrian bridges that span the low-lying downtown park/plaza called the Anhangabaú. Édison fell silent. His wares were safely zipped inside a pink schoolgirl’s satchel at his feet, but he stared after the cops and waited until they were at the far end of the viaduct before he picked up the thread of the conversation.
It takes about an hour for Édison and his fellow camelôs to finish their purchasing. That’s when Jandira pulls up in her small pickup, as she has six days a week for the past ten years. She parks in the same spot every day—a corner next to the pirate market—and does her business right from the back of her truck. Her trade is bolo and pão. Each day she bakes eighteen cakes—usually chocolate, chocolate/vanilla swirl, and orange—and twenty-five loaves of bread, and makes cafezinho (black or with milk, but always heavily dosed with adoçante—artificial sweetener). She sells these items to the street market workers and their customers. At one real per slice and fifty centavos for a coffee, her average sale totals less than a dollar, but her low prices have yielded good profits. “With this clandestine job,” she said as she proffered a slice of orange cake, “I have bought two cars, a house in Minas Gerais [a province about five hundred kilometers north of São Paulo], and sent my kids to private school.”
The pirate market ends at sunrise. The haulers, who had disappeared while the market was in full stride, return. There’s some haggling and shouting until the wholesalers hand over the daily “vig,” the extra cash the haulers demand to do their job. Once the dealers ante up and vacate their posts, the haulers toss the crates and boards in piles on the sidewalk. They load up their dollies and roll the crude infrastructure back across the river to the onion broker’s place. A few wholesalers huddle in darkened doorways, making quick transactions with camelôs who were late to the fair. The rest move briskly off. By five thirty, there’s no sign of the presence of the pirates except a thick scattering of plastic DVD wrappers in the gutter.
It’s still early. A few catadores—self-employed recyclers who prowl the streets looking for cardboard, plastic, and metal that they can sell to scrap dealers—catch some shut-eye in front of the gated storefronts of the Centro, their half-filled handcarts tilted back so they won’t roll away. Downtown is still dormant, but Rua 25 de Março is already welcoming the next wave of street sellers.
Merchants from China dominate this second line of sales. They arrive a little before six a.m., pulling small folding carts on which they have packed their inventory and the spindly accordion-style folding tables that function as their mobile stalls. Each has a different specialty: one bracelets, another backpacks, a third sunglasses. Most cater to the latest fads: New York Yankees caps in camouflage, orange and green plaids, and other unofficial patterns, pirated futebol jerseys for local clubs like Corinthians, Palmeiras, and Santos—some of them indistinguishable from the real McCoy, others with the dripping ink and blurry logos that are the mark of bad knockoffs the world over. They sell their products to street sellers and small-scale retailers who cannot afford to buy in large quantities or don’t have the warehouse space to store excess goods. Street vendors who sell sunglasses, for instance, could buy their wares at one of the wholesale outlets two blocks away on Avenida Senador Queirós, which offer the lowest prices. But these stores don’t open until nine a.m. and you have to purchase at least twenty pairs of each style if you want to shop there. Here on the street, the Chinese will sell you three pairs for five reais—at 1.7 reais to the dollar, that’s about $1 a pair. Roving street retailers resell each pair for three reais, or about $1.75, thus ...

Revue de presse

Stealth of Nations is the most exciting shopping trip I’ve ever been on. I thought I knew what ‘the economy’ is, but I had no idea until Neuwirth filled me in.” —Barbara Ehrenreich, author of Nickel and Dimed

“Herein, an intrepid journalist examines the real world of wealth creation at the very bottom of the pyramid, where it matters most.  The rest of economics will have to adjust accordingly.” —Stewart Brand, author of Whole Earth Discipline
 “We are just beginning to understand that today’s advanced global economy rises along with a proliferation of informal economies. Nobody can document this better than the world-traveling journalist Robert Neuwirth. This is a must-read book.” —Saskia Sassen, Robert S. Lynd Professor of Sociology, Columbia University, and author of A Sociology of Globalization
 “After reading this book you will realize that working in an office, a shop, or in a factory, earning a steady salary, paying taxes and having health insurance and a retirement account is an anomaly.  Most of the world’s workers operate in the informal sector and in this fascinating book Robert Neuwirth reveals how ‘The Stealth Economy’ works and what does it take to survive in it.” —Moisés Naím, author of Illicit: How Smugglers, Traffickers, and Copycats are Hijacking the Global Economy

“A vibrant picture of a growing sphere of trade that already employs half the workers of the world.” —Kirkus Reviews

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HASH(0x9a859c6c) étoiles sur 5 Fascinating study of overlooked economy 22 octobre 2011
Par Peter Lorenzi - Publié sur
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At a time when we have serious concerns over unemployed and underemployed, about regulation that strangles or stifles business, and taxation and tariff rates that drive prices through the roof, this fascinating little gem grabs you from the start with stories and data about the 'real' economy around the world, where currently fifty percent (and moving towards sixty percent) of the billions of working people in the world are doing so in the 'informal' economy, below the radar, off the official record, not part of world GDP. Neuwirth cites an estimate that this 'informal' economy amounts to about $10 trillion dollars annually, or about one-eighth of the world economy. Why so many people and so little economic impact? Because the margins in this business are razor-thin, where unfettered and, yes, in some cases, illegal, immoral and unscrupulous business better expresses capitalism than does the image of the multi-billion dollar global corporation.

Working his way through South America, China and Africa, Neuwirth meets and understands the people, their motives, and their practices. He is not writing about the darkest side of the economy, i.e., sex, drug and nuclear weapons trade, but rather the basic human element of survival, where entrepreneurs with a real flair for business work deals between Nigeria and China, dealing only in cash, bribing and smuggling, and providing a living for tens of millions of people. One can't decide if this is the solution to world economic problems, the 'real' economic problem itself, or just a grey underground world of questionable practices. Yet as scholars and over the years have noted over the years, the practice of these entrepreneurs are not that morally different from that of the established corporations. While I am not ready to go that far, read it and decide for yourself.
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HASH(0x9a85b2b8) étoiles sur 5 The Cold Realities of System D 13 février 2012
Par @tarik_a - Publié sur
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After being introduced to Stealth of Nations from a Wired review, I was excited to dive in and was not disappointed. Neuwirth, whose investigative journalism skills and experience were instrumental to the structure and value of the narative, spent time on the ground and clearly did his research on the topic, submitting important data points and compelling details, proposing interesting hypothesis and solution ideas in revealing and discussing the hidden-in-plain-sight world of System D (shortened from "l'economie de la debrouillardise" a slang phrase pirated from French-speaking Africa roughly meaning the ingenuity or DIY economy).

From tours of Rua 25 de Marco in the heart of Sao Paulo, Brazil: a System D-based marketplace consisting of over 8,000 merchants (~80% unlicensed or unregistered) that daily takes on an organization of its own exchanging nearly $10B USD annually, with over a million shoppers per day on important holidays; to the streets, auto part, electronic and computer markets of Lagos, Nigeria; the manufacturing centers of Guangzhou, China, the trading post of Ciudad del Este, Paraguay and the good ole' USA where System D represents the largest unregistered economy in the world worth more than $1Trillion USD annually, Neuwirth provides intimate details of the interactions and inner workings from conversations and time well spent with the players in these "informal" systems.

In addition to the birds eye view of the lives of System D participants, I particularly enjoyed the chapter Against Efficiency where Neuwirth delved into the history and opposing economic thoughts of System D. And being a fan of de Soto, Why Not Formalize the Informal? presented some interesting counterpoints to some of de Soto's key assumptions underlying his books The Other Path and The Mystery of Capital.

The global System D structure employees 50% (and growing) of the world's workforce yet produces just 10% of its wealth. Stealth of Nations provides an entrance into the roots of this economic and social inequality reality and the barriers to individual and international progress it presents. Many would like to relegate these challenges to the developing world, but I (and about 99% of the rest ;) would contend that they are as important in America today as anywhere. For those willing to open mindedly explore this important conversation, Stealth of Nations provides an excellent opportunity to do so. The bibliography is an excellent info source, as well. Happy reading.
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HASH(0x9a85b228) étoiles sur 5 Disappointing 14 juin 2013
Par Robert Fately - Publié sur
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I had higher hopes for this book, but found myself more put off by Mr. Neuwirth's exuberant praising of what he calls the Stealth Economy (mostly under-the-table stuff) than enthralled by its wonders. Not that I take offense at folks trying to "cheat the system" per se - sometimes "the system" is just stupid (see: ridiculously high tariffs on imported products), but pretty much everything Neuwirth extolls is little more than a spreading out of the distribution chain. And, other than keeping some more middlemen working, this is not the way to create wealth.

If Proctor & Gamble sold Tide detergent in teabag-sized single use containers, they would eliminate one of the "supply chains" Mr. Neuwirth so admires. But they don't, so the container-load they ship to Africa is repeatedly cut by various middlemen until at some point someone is selling such small portions out of their hut. And that's fine - surely most people in that region haven't the resources or need to buy a 60-load portion. But it is not creating something new - only redistributing what is already there.

Likewise with the computer smugglers who take advantage of the easily bribed border guards to sneak products in and avoid local duty rates that are prohibitively high - sure, what they do is noble in some sense perhaps (though if they want help from the police, but don't pay their taxes, is THAT fair?) but again not the creation of something new. Dell and Lenovo are happy; they likely sell more boxes this way, but again I question whether this really adds value to the country at large.

In fact, everything described in the book relates to some product that is invented/created elsewhere and merely being distributed in a manner different than what some authorities would prefer. In the US some decades back, when the US subsidiaries of Japanese camera manufacturers could set "suggested retail prices" that were upheld by the retail community, enterprising souls figured out they could import the exact same products directly from Japan and resell them in the US at lower prices - thus the start of the so-called "gray market" (it wasn't illegal outright , so they weren't considered "black market" products).

So, while his descriptive accounts of what it's like in Rio or Nigeria in the midst of all the hubbub are interesting to read, the entire exercise is, to me, a non-story.
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HASH(0x9a85b2a0) étoiles sur 5 Important Subject, Mediocre Writting, Inadequate Analysis 22 juin 2015
Par Jeffrey Eldred - Publié sur
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I sought out this book because I wanted to learn more about the Informal Economy and the implications for the future of world development. The first chapter or so of the book reinforce this feeling, underscoring how important it is to understand what happens in the "System D" or "Informal Economy". I found the book was interesting but not especially enlightening. The book primarily consists of "slice of life" features of various individuals who make a living without relying on infrastructure or paying taxes. These are fascinating, but I already a lot of these from feature-length articles written in new media - and most of them were better written! I was really hoping to get a book more from a book.

Here's just one example. At one point he interviews someone who has a sizable and successful business in the Informal Economy who explain the problems they have getting a loan. Later in another chapter he interviews a development expert who says that actually businesses have no difficulty getting loans and what they really need is infrastructure. Neuwirth makes no attempt to connect this analysis to the earlier section, let alone resolve the apparent clash in perspective. In the string of experts he interviews in the same chapter, the analysis feels both small and isolated. Speaking about infrastructure, well-functioning governance and a healthy tax base is what is necessary to bring that about. But the Informal Economy is built no discussion about how to unify these forces into a functioning society or even whether society is going in the direction.

Neuwrith makes the very important point that the very existence of the Informal Economy puts to rest any claim that markets are unnatural product of Western hegemony or corporate oppression. But while he is quick to protect the developing world from Marxist fantasy, he seems to instead indulge in libertarian fantasy. The upshot of every chapter seems to be "Isn't this amazing? Markets!" but I would I preferred something for substantial. There is no description at all about the dark side of the Informal Economy - nothing about envrionment degradation, crime, the difficulty government protection of life and property and whether big informal business should ever start paying taxes. Its not just that these are absent from the analysis, but there conspicuously absent from the "slice of life" that makes the majority of the book. And its not a matter of debunking misconceptions either - other works don't have any difficulty finding these stories.
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HASH(0x9a85b1f8) étoiles sur 5 A dialectic argument with himself over the power of the marketplace. 26 janvier 2015
Par Shane C. Pruyne - Publié sur
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Three and a half stars. This was a very difficult book to for me to rate. It is a well written and entertaining travelogue style look at the informal economy around the world. It doesn't matter if you call it Systeme D, Jua Kali, or the grey market; it exists and it is huge.

All throughout this book I was reminded of my High-School English teacher, who tried to relate "The Stranger" and "Siddhartha" (existentialism and situational ethics) with a profoundly Lutheran fundamentalist perspective. She didn't do a bad job, she just had great difficulty in separating the material from who she was. Neuwirth has a much similar problem; he seems to glorify in the ingenuity and determination of people trying to get by yet he is repulsed by the sheer dynamism and indifference of the free market. The whole book is a dialectic argument with himself over the power of the marketplace to provide solutions, and the desperate want and need to control and regulate it.

Keynesian economists despise and belittle Systeme D because they cannot understand it, other Statists fear Systeme D because they cannot control it. The future of freedom is here, if it isn't first crushed by collectivists trying to 'help'.
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