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March 5, 2010
Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia

Greetings from Malaysia, where I’m spending an extended weekend before heading briefly to Singapore on business.  I’ll tell you more about the country next week… but if you’re interested in Asia, it should definitely be on your radar.

Before turning to this week’s questions, I wanted to give you a quick update on the job posting from a few weeks ago.  Ordinarily, Matt and I would have made a decision by now, but the applications keep rolling in… I lost count after a few hundred.

To expedite our decision, we’re going close the posting at 11:59pm EST, Monday night March 8. No other applicants will be considered after that time.

Please remember, since there have been so many applications, my staff and I will not be able to respond in order to confirm receipt. Rest assured, if you sent us an email, we received it.

On to this week’s questions:

Tom writes, rather emphatically “Simon, I left the US over a year ago. I now need a 2nd passport as I am almost out of pages on my current one. Problem is, I can’t go to the embassy due to some legal problems back home, and I don’t have $50k to spend on a new passport. What can you recommend?”

Tom has an interesting and unfortunately all-too-common case. I don’t know what he’s done or if he’s guilty of any wrongdoing, but a last-minute second passport is no panacea for criminal troubles.

(to be clear, I don’t equate ‘law’ with morality, but this is a different subject altogether)

Why? Because even if you’re completely innocent of some trumped-up charge, any new country that would consider accepting you for citizenship would first do a background check, and if you’re in hot water, they probably won’t take you.

Conversely, if you actually have done something immoral, you should probably just face the music. After all, the cosmic forces of the universe have a way of working these things out.

Regardless, I think this underscores the importance of taking action. If you have the means, going through a second citizenship process NOW, before it becomes a critical need, is a smart thing to do.

I discussed a few cost effective second passport options last week, and I will continue to do so in future letters.

Speaking of second passports, I made a mistake when I mentioned something about Polish citizenship last week– my thanks to “anonymous” for sending along this correction:

“Simon, you said that a Polish citizen could establish permanent residence in another European country like France or Italy and  become eligible for citizenship there after 7-10 years.  The EU rule is that local citizenship can be applied for after 4 yrs residence, though it’s much faster with marriage.”

She is absolutely correct, my apologies for the oversight.

Stephanie in New York writes, “Simon, thanks for the great information on opening a foreign bank account this week. As a US citizen I understand that I need to file a form to the Treasury Department each year– what are the details on that?”

First- standard disclaimer: check with your tax advisor for any updates. But the current rule is that US taxpayers must report foreign bank and financial accounts on form TDF 90-22.1 each year by June 30.

According to the IRS, A “financial account” includes any bank, securities, securities derivatives or other financial instruments accounts, including any savings, demand, checking, deposit, or any other account maintained with a financial institution.

As of now, you do not have to file the form if the aggregate value of all of your foreign accounts was less than $10,000 for an entire calendar year. If the aggregate value of foreign accounts exceeded $10,000 at any time during the year, you are obliged to file the form by the following June 30th.

James asks- “Simon- you’ve been in Thailand for a month but you haven’t said anything about the nightlife or social scene!”

That’s because you can read about Thai nightlife anywhere. I figured you’d be more interested in the hydroponics plantations where I buy organic vegetables than a review of the Go-Go bars…

… but to put it briefly, you can find whatever you want in Thailand. Sex, drugs, and rock n’ roll are as pervasive as Buddhist monks and the works of Shakespeare. If there’s interest, I’ll write a dedicated post about this, just let me know.

Lastly, Pat asks: “OK Simon- I owe $136k on a house that I bought 4 years ago; it’s now “worth” about $70k, tops.  I make plenty of money, but the payment is slowing me down.  Would it be immoral to jump ship and go rent somewhere else?”

Personally, I have an immensely open mind to not judge people for the way that they live. I only broadly repudiate things based on very few moral absolutes– for example, genocide and pedophilia are clearly ‘wrong’ in my book.

Walking away from your mortgage does not make my list.

If you do decide to walk away (and I’m not encouraging you either way), just bear in mind the single universal law of causality… there will be consequences from your actions, and you must be prepared to accept them.

That’s all for this week; enjoy your weekend, and we’ll talk again on Monday.

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March 3, 2010
Pattaya, Thailand

One of reasons that a lot of people are hesitant about making a move overseas is because they’re concerned about being isolated. The world can be a cruel place, especially to newbies.

Sure there are the nomads out there who want to be left alone with their little slice of paradise in the middle of nowhere… but most people crave some human interaction from time to time, especially from like-minded souls.

I’m one of those people. I enjoy the company of interesting, like-minded, and well-rounded individuals.  This is the chief reason that I’ve encouraged kindred readers to join us in the private Atlas 400 group, whose next gathering is coming up next month in Panama. I’ll be there.
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So much for BMW’s run-flat tires. Believe it or not, I’m actually sitting on the side of the A3 motorway in central Germany, about halfway between Frankfurt and Munich, waiting for the tow-truck to arrive. 

Apparently you’re supposed to be able to drive on these tires even when they’re flat… and with such confidence in their country’s manufacturing capabilities, the German rental car company didn’t bother providing me with a spare.  Call me old-fashioned, but I’ll take a spare and a jack over run-flat tires any day.

Given what we put this car through, though, it has performed admirably– about 2,500 miles of hard driving in just 4 days at speeds usually exceeding 200 km/h.  You see a lot of interesting things when you spend that kind of time on the road, and one of my observations leads me to believe that we are in for a major shift world finance.

For starters, customs agents across Western Europe are visibly out in force, patrolling the highways and major travel hubs.  Their mission? Generate revenue, coercively if necessary.

In just a single 12-hour period, we were stopped twice in France by government thugs.  Similar to my treatment that I described last week at Helsinki airport, the encounter felt more like an inquisition– where were we driving from, what were we doing there, what do we do for a living, and most importantly, how much money were we carrying…?

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I’m sitting in a comfortable, overstuffed leather chair this morning typing away at this letter while a team of local women give me a traditional Thai foot massage.  30 minutes in the chair will set me back about $4, and I can’t think of a better way to part with my money.

It is with great hesitation that I’m even sitting in this chair– not because I don’t like massage, but because this particular chair happens to be at the airport.  You see, I’m waiting for my departure to Europe, and if it weren’t for an important meeting in Spain that I’m looking forward to, I would be staying right here in Asia.

It’s not that I don’t like Europe– I love it, actually… the scenery, the people, the history, the architecture. It’s hard to not feel alive on a summer day in Krakow, racing down a ski slope in the Italian Alps, or driving a Porsche down the Croatian coastline.

In terms of value for the money, however, Asia has Europe beat hands down.

Take this simple, $4 massage; it would be difficult, and entirely cost prohibitive, to find a team of European professionals who would be willing to provide this level of attention; Europeans feel that ’serving’ another human being is elitist, which is part of their egalitarian socialist dogma. The session would be courteous, at best.

Many cultures in Southeast Asia, on the other hand, are happy to go the extra mile, especially when there is a gratuity attached.  The ladies who staff this airport location, for example, wouldn’t even let me remove my own shoes and socks– they did it for me.

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Long ago, physical commodities were used as a mediums of exchange… gold and silver were quite popular because they were scarce, divisible, durable, and hard to replicate.

If you had a few extra ounces laying around and wanted to store it securely, you would seek out the people who dealt with precious metals all the time and had the right equipment and staff to keep it safe.  At the time, those were goldsmiths.

In exchange for keeping your wealth safe, goldsmiths would charge a fee… and for that fee, you could drop by any time and withdraw some of your gold on demand.

In other cases, if you wouldn’t be needing your gold for a while, you could leave it with him for a fixed period, say 1-year. In this case, the goldsmith would pay you interest on the deposit, knowing that he could loan out the gold to someone in need of capital at a higher rate for the same duration.

It was a simple, admirable system. When you wanted your money, it was there; if you didn’t need it, you could earn a return.

Over time, the system changed. Goldsmiths (turned bankers) began issuing paper notes which were redeemable for the gold that was secured in their vaults. The paper notes circulating around town were ‘as good as gold,’ depending on the bank’s reputation.

Occasionally, a greedy banker would circulate too many notes around town– $100,000 worth of gold in the vault, $110,000 worth of notes circulating around town. The banker got rich, and no one really noticed… until $110,000 became $150,000 became $200,000.

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