super grover as development metaphor

My favorite Sesame Street character while growing up was Super Grover, who my wife recently pointed out is quite an anti-hero.  Anyway, as I showed some clips to my son, I wondered if sometimes the international development community is like Super Grover: sideshow while people figure out their own solutions.  Could be worse!  (And might be.  And at other times, it’s probably better.)

In fact, I think this is a stretch, but (a) I wanted an excuse to post a video of Super Grover (who needs an excuse?) and (b) this did occur to me as I watched this.

book review: Economic Gangsters, by Ray Fisman and Ted Miguel

I just read this during my trip to West Africa (Sierra Leone and the Gambia).  I enjoyed it, and I would have even more if I hadn’t been familiar with much of the research already: I teach at least two of my papers in my graduate economic development class.  My thoughts:

witty, clever, upbeat, all while tackling some of international development’s most difficult issues

Eight years ago, as I crossed the Uganda-Kenya border, I was sequestered in a shack, interrogated, threatened with prison, and ultimately required to pay a bribe by border guards. After that harrowing experience, I returned to my hotel and recounted the story to the first friendly face I saw: my sympathetic colleague Ted Miguel. Ted and his colleague Ray spent the succeeding years studying violence and corruption in poor countries; and this sweet book is the latest fruit of those labors.

What can economics tell us about corruption and violence around the world? More, perhaps, than you’d expect. Ray and Ted use surprise changes in a dictator’s health to measure the value of political connections in Indonesia, rainfall to capture the effect of recessions on violence in Africa, and tricks in the trade data to reveal smuggling. (That’s not to mention the parking tickets – Chapter Four.) They present their clever research in surprisingly clear English, and they draw on the related research of other economists as well. They really know how to tell a story: I was captivated by the opening recounting of Kenyan author Ngugi’s woes and delighted by the creative policy making of Antanas Mockus, mayor of Bogota.

It’s hard not to compare popular economics books today to Freakonomics: Gangsters has the advantages of Ted and Ray’s witty, pleasant voice, more of a thematic focus, and none of the self-adulation that took away some Freakonomics’ shine.

Despite the focus on corruption and violence, ultimately the book is presenting a miscellany of work that is related but isn’t (and perhaps cannot be) circumscribed into a larger theory. Occasionally I found myself wishing a central theory like you find in Malcolm Gladwell’s books. But then again, those theories usually aren’t convincing for exactly the reason that Ted and Ray don’t have one: they are careful and big, broad theories are not. I really enjoyed the clear policy recommendation of Rapid Conflict Prevention Support in Chapter 6, and I look forward to more clear recommendations in the next book. Again, Ted and Ray are careful and tend not to recommend policies that don’t have clear evidence to stand on. Not all scholars are comfortable laying out strong recommendations on limited evidence; two books by scholars who are more comfortable are The Bottom Billion and The End of Poverty. (As I recall, that’s also the self-definition given by an economic hit man!) The main policy recommendation, ultimately, is more evidence-based policy making, particularly randomized trials of development programs (but with a healthy view of the realistic scope for these kinds of trials).

This book won’t just show you that economists can be clever (although it will show you that): It shows that economics, cleverly applied, can illuminate some of the most intractable development problems of our time. I strongly recommend it. And if you don’t trust me, Publishers Weekly said that in this “surprisingly spry” read, “fascinating insights abound” [1]. Take it from both of us and learn something.

[1] Publishers Weekly, 6 October 2008.

don’t be the first off the plane! another crazy lagos airport story

About a year ago I shared a story about a crazy experience a friend of a friend had at the airport in Lagos, Nigeria.  Here’s another one!  This morning, at the airport in Brussels, I was chatting with a retired Scottish aid worker.  He told about his friend who got on a flight in Lagos to find it completely full…plus one.  One person was standing in the aisle with no seat.  The flight attendants went through and checked that everyone had a boarding pass, which they did.  (Apparently someone had a forged pass; welcome to Lagos.)  The staff then made an announcement that everyone was going to de-plane and that they were going to check everyone’s boarding pass carefully. 

As soon as the first person stepped off the plane, the staff slammed and locked the airplane door, despite the person’s cries and banging on the door.  Problem solved.

Whitman: “imprinting my brain for future use”

During the last couple of weeks, as I’ve ridden through busy streets of Freetown (Sierra Leone) and Banjul (the Gambia) as well as some lonely roads, I look hard at my surroundings, seeing so much more than I can photograph and yet that I would like to store.  As Walt Whitman said

Once I pass’d through a populous city imprinting

my brain for future use with its shows,

architecture, customs, traditions

I haven’t yet found a good way to make the imprint stick.

5 statements in Krio

With many thanks to the commenters here and at Blattman’s site, on Friday I interviewed my friend PK in Sierra Leone for 5 statements in Krio (the lingua franca of Sierra Leone). 

Here are the five.  I’m not set on these, but with very little time spent thinking about them, here they are.

  1. You look beautiful today.
  2. I love you.
  3. What planet am I on?
  4. Do you know the way to Disneyland?
  5. What is your favorite movie?

Hear it in Krio!

it’s like the jungle book, but with dead people – and it’s free

Last night on the NPR Books podcast I heard Neil Gaiman talk about his latest book, The Graveyard Book.  A boy’s family gets killed, he is adopted by the residents of a graveyard and learned to live like…dead people. 

In the course of his book tour, Gaiman read the entire book aloud, and it is posted free on his website.

If you don’t know Gaiman, he wrote the book that the movie Stardust was based on.  I personally loved his book Good Omens and would recommend it.

getting to the airport: no small matter

I was on today’s 10:30am Bellview flight from Freetown (Sierra Leone) to Banjul (the Gambia). Bellview is Nigeria’s airline notorious for delays, cancellations, and worse. A significant amount of water lies between Freetown and the airport, and there are several ways to traverse this: helicopter (fast, expensive, dangerous), ferry (slow, cheap, slow, slow), hovercraft (fast, expensive, inherently awesome, prone to break down – but at least no one gets hurt), and speedboat.Someone told me the hovercraft left at 8am, so at 7:30 I took a taxi from my hotel and arrived at the hovercraft site. No hovercraft today! Saturday is maintenance day! The taxi man then took me to the helicopter pad. No helicopter today! (If you have a fancy UN passport, you can fly in the UN helicopter, but I do not.)

Taxi man (Daoud) took me back to the hovercraft, where I argued for a long time with the speedboat captain about price. After waiting a half hour to see if someone else might show up to split the cost, I paid a crazy price and sped across the waters.

The speedboat dropped me on the beach of a hotel. First the beach boys demanded money for walking across their beach (No, I said, Do you own the beach? Show me the title! – I was grumpy at this point). Then the hotel proprietor wanted to be paid for walking through the hotel, and after a fight, I agreed, walked through the hotel, walked up a big hill, took a taxi to the airport, and arrived just one hour before my scheduled flight time. Phew!

I walked up to the attendants. Bellview to Banjul? They laughed. Maybe by 3pm or 4pm. I should have taken the ferry. Twice.

Update: The plane finally took off six hours after the scheduled time.  No one batted an eye.  The napkin my in-flight beverage rested on read “Bellview…the preferred airline.”  Perhaps preferred by people whose alternative is a donkey cart.  That said, the flight felt completely safe, for which I am grateful.  And what a view of West Africa!

give me some of your tots

Sierra Leone is my new favorite country. Some months ago I posted about the used clothing market in Africa and showed this picture taken at Freetown’s ferry port.

Friday, sitting in a car in Freetown (as the driver searched for a lost hubcap), a young man passed with a shirt that said

Give me some of your tots

with a picture of tater tots. For those not in the know, both the picture above and the line above come from the film Napolean Dynamite. Sierra Leoneans have the best taste ever.

I very unfortunately did not have my camera this time.