Wall Street satire on fees and the gap between broker and client
Schwed was a Wall Street professional who left after losing money in the 1929 crash, and he wrote this in 1940 as a comic account of what the financial industry actually does for its customers. The title comes from an old story about a visitor shown the bankers' and brokers' yachts in Newport who asks where the customers' yachts are.
The central argument is that the industry sells activity, prediction and confidence, none of which it can deliver, and that the fees are certain while the returns are not. Schwed states that professional forecasters cannot forecast, that the customer wants to be told what will happen and will pay for the telling, and that this transaction is the industry's real product. He is equally hard on customers, arguing that they will not accept the honest answer and therefore create the demand for the dishonest one.
He covers short selling, margin trading, investment trusts, brokerage research, market timing and the psychology of a bull market. His account of how everyone in 1929 knew prices were high and bought anyway is the passage that has aged best, because it describes the mechanism rather than the event.
The book is short, funny and entirely without data. Schwed offers no method and explicitly says he has none. Its examples come from the 1920s and 1930s and the institutional detail is obsolete. Its durability comes from the fact that the incentive structure it describes is unchanged: intermediaries are paid for activity, forecasts are demanded because customers want certainty, and the fees compound against the client regardless of outcome.
Investors who want a short, funny and permanently accurate account of how intermediary incentives differ from client interests.
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