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on Wall Street
By D. Ian Hopper, Associated Press Writer Jan 3, 2001 - 12:12 AM WASHINGTON
(AP) - Seven current and former Microsoft Corp. employees are planning to
sue the computer software maker for discrimination, citing racial bias,
the plaintiffs' lawyers said Tuesday. The suit, to be filed in U.S.
District Court for the District of Columbia on Wednesday, asks for $5
billion, the lawyers said in a statement. This is the second bias suit
against the Redmond, Wash., company in the past three months.... Here is a Wall Street story.
Through most of the 1990s I worked for a big Wall Street investment
bank. I wasn't a hot-shot
trader or a high-flying executive, just a back-office worker bee.
Most of my work was in a small department—12 to 16 people—that
kept tabs on the credit-worthiness of the firms we did business with.
It was a pretty stable department, with a happy workforce under a
good boss. Some of the people who were there when I arrived were still
there when I left. My department had a small
legal section attached. The
firm had originally been a bond brokerage, so most of our business
concerned setting up deals with other banks or big institutional investors
to buy, sell, borrow or lend different kinds of bonds, or to arrange
complex cross-bets with these other counterparties on the movement of
interest rates or currency exchange rates.
All of these deals needed careful legal documentation to ensure
that every party to a deal understood things in the same light, and that
the firm's hindquarters were adequately covered if for some reason a deal
ended up in a courtroom, as occasionally happened. In 1991 the head of this legal
section, with three or four administrators and paralegals working under
him, was an African American who I shall call Jason.
At the time he was the only black person in the department.
This was, I repeat, a friendly department, under a boss much loved
by his employees—an old Wall Street hand who knew everybody and had seen
everything, and who took good care of his people at bonus time.
There was a high level of banter in the department, some of it
politically incorrect—the black humor and rough manners of the trading
floor percolate up to the back offices in these places.
It was all understood to be in good fun, though, and I never saw
anybody take offense. Here is an example of what I
mean. At the time of the
Rodney King riots, management let it be known that people could leave
early if they chose, since there was some fear that New York City might
erupt. We put on our coats and headed for the elevator.
While we were waiting, I turned to Jason and said:
"Oh, by the way, Jason. If
you're planning to go out this evening, I could really use a new
VCR." Everybody,
including Jason, laughed. OK,
it wasn't in the best of taste, but it was nothing compared with the kinds
of exchanges you hear on the trading floor. Certainly it wasn't particularly out of line with our normal
departmental banter. (Jason's
predecessor had been Jewish, and at one point had had two out of three
Jewish assistants. The rest
of the department used to refer to the legal section as "the
ghetto".) After a while I began to hear
things about Jason and our boss. The
boss wasn't satisfied with Jason's work.
He took too much time off. (Yes,
he did take rather a lot.) He
didn't understand some of the complicated deals we were doing.
He was lazy and cut corners. Jason,
contrariwise, seemed to have a low opinion of the boss.
He was crude and insensitive.
He made impossible demands. He
was short-tempered. Jason, I
should note, had graduated from law school in the early 1980s, and had
taken in all the psycho- and socio-babble of early Political Correctness.
Our boss had graduated from business school in the 1950s, and
regarded PC as a bit of a joke, though—out of the context of the banter
mentioned above—he was wise enough to watch his tongue when sensitive
topics came up. Fundamentally
the whole thing was, as far as I could see, just a clash of personalities.
It ended with Jason resigning.
Soon afterwards I heard that he was suing the firm for "racial
discrimination". The case dragged on for a
couple of years, then was settled out of court.
The firm paid Jason $250,000 for the "discrimination"
he'd suffered. Fast forward four years.
Same department, same boss. The
legal team, however, had moved out of our department, had placed
themselves under the control of the firm's legal department.
The lawyer who ran the team—Jason's successor, a Jewish white
man—no longer reported to our boss, and was located at the other end of
the building. We still had
some necessary dealings with them, though, and I knew the whole team very
well. One recent hire was an
African American woman I shall call Margaret. Margaret had grown up dirt poor in one of the deep-south
states, come to New York, improved herself through night school, and
landed this job performing minor clerical functions for our firm. She had done well: Wall
Street firms, even at the low level I am discussing here, are
exceptionally good to their back-office people.
They are very good employers, if you don't mind hard work. Margaret was rather shy, a bit
sensitive about her background, I think, but good-natured and cheerful,
with no chip on her shoulder that I could detect.
You wouldn't have called her the sharpest knife in the drawer; but
then, her duties didn't require her to be.
Her boss, the guy who had replaced Jason, was, to tell the truth of
the matter, not blessed with a very agreeable personality, but he was
lawyer all the way through—the kind of person who, if you asked him what
time it was, would give you an answer broken out in sections, subsections
and paragraphs, with footnotes for clarification. My original boss, the one who
had failed to get on with Jason, retired.
Shortly afterwards I myself left the firm. About a year after the latter event I happened to be talking
to my old boss—we had kept in touch.
"Oh, by the way," he said, "I found myself sitting
on the bus the other day with guess who?
Margaret, from the legal section."
Was she still with the firm? I
asked. "No.
Matter of fact, she's suing them."
For what? "What
d'you think?" Margaret,
it turned out, had a suit for racial discrimination going against her
boss, the lawyer. Now, I worked with those
people—the credit department and their legal section—for eight years,
during which time three African American employees had come and gone. Two of them had ended up with a lawsuit against the firm for
racial discrimination, citing a different boss in the two cases.
Furthermore, in daily interaction with these people across some two
thousand days, I had witnessed nothing—setting aside the harmless kind
of banter I mentioned above—that struck me as offensive, inflammatory or
discriminatory. Two out of
three: sixty-seven per cent. I know a couple of very senior
people at the firm—managing directors—and broached the subject with
one of them. He shrugged. "Cost of doing business." But did these people have any actual case?
"No, of course not. It's
just a shakedown." Why
didn't the firm fight these cases? (They
are invariably settled out of court.)
"Are you kidding? The
publicity! Think of Texaco!" Couldn't
they vet potential employees for these tendencies at hiring time?
"It's not the employees, it's the civil-right attorneys.
Whole firms of them. They
go trawling around Wall Street looking for black employees, tell them how
much money they can get them for a discrimination complaint.
It's hard to resist, you know. Could you resist it?"
But wasn't the result of all this, that Wall Street firms would
become reluctant to hire African Americans?
"Don't be silly. Imagine
we stopped hiring them—think what the civil rights crowd would make of that!
No, it's just a cost of doing business.
Like employee pilferage in a supermarket.
You make a certain allowance for it." Peraps I am naive, but this
all seems very shocking to me. Like
employee pilferage in a supermarket.
Yes, but that is illegal, and also immoral.
Suppose you are a supermarket worker, and you see a fellow-worker
sneaking off with some merchandise—how do you feel about that person?
What my ex-colleagues were doing was obviously not illegal, but
surely it was immoral. Wasn't it? It is easy to understand, and
even to sympathize, with the point of view of everyone concerned here.
The employee: Some civil-rights lawyer invites him to lunch and explains
that he can get five times his annual salary, in cash, for signing a
couple of depositions. The
lawyer: Hey, gotta make a
living. And these are the
laws! The firm:
Cost of doing business. We
are "deep pockets", got to expect this sort of thing.
Our shareholders wouldn't like a lot of publicity over something
like that, so we settle. Yes, everybody's making a rational choice ... but it's wrong. You may say: Well, perhaps there really was some discrimination
going on there that you just didn't see.
To which I reply: Gimme
a break. I worked in that
department for years, and knew those people as well as I know some of my
own family members. All of
them, without exception, were decent middle-class Americans.
Which is to say, they lived in terror of being thought
"intolerant", "divisive", "discriminatory"
or "mean-spirited". They
all chirped "Have a nice day!"
when colleagues got off the elevator.
They all said "Hangin' in there!" when you asked them how
they were coping. That dash
of Wall Street black humor aside, these were citizens of what Florence
King calls "The Republic of Nice", who would no more have
committed an act of racial insensitivity in the workplace than they would
have pushed their grandmothers down stairs.
Like practically all late-20th-century middle-class Americans, they
had standards of manners and etiquette that would have put the courtiers
of Louis XIV to shame. Perhaps the firm had, for
racial reasons, failed to promote those African Americans as quickly as
other employees? Gimme another
break. Every big corporation in the U.S. is desperate to get African
Americans into senior positions. This
especially applies in Wall Street firms, which have further to go than
most. In my firm the pattern
was: Mail Room, approx. 90
per cent black. Cafeteria:
100 per cent Hispanic. Maintenance
staff: Looks like
America—better yet, like New York City.
Back offices: My
department probably pretty representative, usually one black face in 12 or
16. Trading floor: the same, a black face every dozen desks or so.
Senior management: practically all white. Now,
these people are not fools. They
know this won't do. They are
pathetically anxious to get some "diversity" into their annual
reports. Discrimination?
Sorry, don't believe it. If I'm right, and it's all just a shakedown driven by avaricious lawyers, how upset should we be about this? My own answer is: Quite upset. As I pointed out above, everybody involved is acting from rational, if not entirely respectable, motives. The real problem is that our laws encourage this sort of immorality. This means there is something wrong with our laws. Doesn't it? |
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