Black Market Ramen
My
daughter Hannah has told me a fascinating tale about high-school economics. I
have asked her to write me more details. Here is the gist of it:
The
Jewish Community High School of the Bay has three lunch economies. A student
there can get lunch from the official source, from the black market and from
gifting.
The
official source is the school, which enforces a food monopoly on site, and
which not only keeps kosher, but specifically diary-kosher. No mixing meat with
milk; so no meat-based foods. So chicken ramen noodle soup is not available to
JCHS students.
Unless
they buy it on the black market! For as you might expect, two enterprising
young men in Hannah’s class saw opportunity there, and decided to meet the
demand. So yes, my daughter gleefully informed me, there are black-market
noodles in JCHS! These are cheap noodle cups, just add hot water; the lads buy
them for 39 cents each and sell them for a dollar each. Cheaper than Walmart’s
$1.30. Sweet!
Hannah
knows about this, so do the other students, who keep the business humming
along. But the administration evidently does not, for otherwise they’d shut it
down, ostensibly to keep kosher but really to protect monopoly. And they need
to protect their monopoly; according to Hannah, half the time their lunches
aren’t very good.
The lads had a whole locker full of contraband noodle cups;
foolishly, they also kept their cash there. Well, what do you know; someone
broke into the locker, left the noodles, and took the cash. Hannah excitedly
relayed this story to me too.
I was amused by black-market ramen, but not by theft. I
asked if the school knows about this. Hannah says that the boys reported the locker
break-in, but they moved the noodles, and the cash, to two other places. A
small business must adapt. As for Hannah, she’ll watch but she won’t interfere.
I told Hannah to keep an eye on this, and report to me,
preferably in writing. She pointed out that she can’t submit this writing
project to the school, so she has no present use for it. I said that I am her audience this time. She
admitted the point. Maybe she’ll tell me more, in writing; for now I write down
my memory of her verbal reports.
I told her that this story is worth watching because it’s
educational. It’s a microcosm of larger social forces. For instance there is
the rationalization of privilege (i.e. kosher enforcement is really monopoly
enforcement), the inevitability of black markets (or as I put it, “the
invisible hand is quicker than the all-seeing eye”), and the black market’s
difficulties in securing property rights. Also, the dangerous volatility of
money.
She told me there’s a third
lunch economy at JCHS. It is as underground as the black market; for it too
smuggles in food; not to buy or sell, but to hoard, consume and gift. It’s junk
food of course; potato chips, candy and warm soda; no doubt forbidden by
officious administration, ostensibly for food-health reasons but really for
monopoly protection. It’s not black-market either; money is not involved. It’s
aplutic!
I asked Hannah if the smuggled food is bartered. She says
yes, for other smuggled food.
The school provides hot water in pitchers and by free
microwaves; this hot water is key to two lunch economies. The school sells tea
in bags, which needs hot water; and the contraband noodles also need hot water.
Free-riding on a public good!
Speaking of hot water, sooner or later those two boys will
get into it. Or maybe they’ll get away with it. And even if they don’t, expect
other dealers to show up. I await further reports from Hannah.
UPDATE: the two boys have renewed their stock, expanded
their business, and brought a third partner on board.
UPDATE, May 2016: One of the boys moved to another school.
Lately business has been off, so the other boys have suspended operations,
though perhaps restart it during finals week. Also the school has been
experimenting with its official lunches.
UPDATE, Fall 2016: Ramen are now out of the black market.
UPDATE, Summer 2017: Hannah has graduated from JCHS, as
have the boys involved, so they got clean away with it.
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