5 Organizations That Gamed the System and Screwed the Public

For years, Goldman Sachs used the method we just described to ever so gently dry hump your wallet whenever you popped open a can of soda. We're talking about the aluminum trade, and over the past three years Goldman and their cohorts have managed to fleece American soda connoisseurs out of more than five billion dollars of hard-earned drink machine change.

First, Goldman bought out all the Detroit-area warehouses where bulk aluminum was stored. Then they effectively drove up the worldwide price of the metal by artificially increasing the wait times for aluminum orders more than tenfold. But they couldn't just perpetually stockpile the aluminum and let the prices climb ever higher, because there were regulations in place requiring them to ship a certain amount of it each day. So ship it they did ... to another warehouse. That was also owned by Goldman. From the closet, to the bed, to your stupid sister's room (fortune favors the bold), and back to the floor. Repeat. The price of aluminum went up, Goldman collected rent on it for the entire time they shuffled it among their many warehouses, and you eventually paid more for that can (via increased soda prices) -- win-win-lose!

While the average cost to the consumer was miniscule -- only about a tenth of a cent per can -- the industry used so much aluminum that Goldman almost certainly built a Scrooge McDuck-style money bin with the profits. We're trying to muster up some outrage -- but honestly, who could stay mad at Goldman, with those dimples, and Sachs, with his puppy dog eyes. The little scamps!

And thus, the zombie title was born.

See, rather than repossessing and selling off the homes of people who could no longer afford payments, mortgage lenders started telling people they were going to repossess their homes, and then muttered "psyche" under their breath with their fingers crossed. So the homeowners would clear out and find other places to live, only to be stalked by debt collectors -- in some cases even threatened with jail time -- for not paying fees or managing the upkeep on properties they thought they no longer owned. The offending banks, on the other hand, not only didn't have to swallow the costs of selling a house at drastically reduced rates, but also got to claim tax benefits and other financial compensation for a foreclosure that never really happened. Then, when lenders refused to take responsibility for the homes they never actually reclaimed, municipalities ended up shelling out taxpayer dollars to keep the abandoned houses from falling into disarray. And by "falling into disarray" we mean "friggin' exploding," which has happened to several of these "foreclosed" houses when the natural gas supply was left on. Zombies and explosions?

Welcome to the exciting world of pseudo-legal mortgage fraud!

You may recognize the term "payday loans" from the flashing neon sign in the window of that run-down gas station you pass on your way to work -- you know, the one that causes you to compulsively lock your doors every time you pass? In case you've never had the misfortune to find yourself tragically short on hooker money, a payday loan is a short-term loan designed to help those strapped for cash make it to their next check. The catch? A ridiculously high interest rate that helps ensure that the people the loans are targeted at -- the poor -- stay that way. Luckily, there are laws in place to make sure such operations can't charge overly exorbitant interest rates -- in New York, for example, the maximum allowed is 25 percent. But to some truly savvy lenders, there's an easy way to work around these limits in order to keep exploiting destitute Americans, and that's by exploiting destitute Native Americans.

It works on the same principle that allows Native American tribes to erect an enormous casino right in the middle of a state where gambling is illegal. The tribes are immune to many state laws, especially pertaining to finance: It's sort of the consolation prize the white man gave them for coming in second in the genocide marathon. Well, payday lenders figured out that some financially struggling tribes just don't have the knack to run a decent casino (it takes a certain kind of person to schmooze with Tom Jones), so they began enticing the tribes into a new money-making endeavor: Internet payday loans.

Once the payday lender finances a new "tribal lending entity" under the tribe's name, they inherit the tribe's sovereign immunity, and they're free to ream borrowers with interest rates as high as 782 percent. So why don't state or federal officials crack down on these unfair lending practices? Well, some say it's high time to do just that, but it's not quite so cut-and-dry. Remember, the tribes that enter into these deals are not exactly rolling in the dough otherwise, so whichever side a lawmaker chooses, they're screwing someone. So the choice is really between screwing the other-American poor or screwing the Native American poor. And that, uh ... that is a choice that has not historically gone in the favor of the Native Americans.

Curbside buses are up to seven times more likely to be involved in fatal accidents than those of standard commercial carriers. Not to worry, though -- regulators are quick to shut those deathtraps down. And keep them that way ... until they get a new coat of paint. In which case, back to the road with you, jalopy! The people have to get where they're going, and if they loved their intact organs so much, they'd buy a Mercedes.

It's estimated that close to 10 percent of buses have failed safety inspections, then been secretly camouflaged and put back on the road, in some cases even after they've already been involved in deadly accidents. That's not just unsafe mechanically, that's unsafe spiritually. We've seen Ghost Dad, we know all about the close association between restless spirits and public transport, thank you.

That's not the only way unsafe public vehicles get back on the road: The criminally ambitious owner of New York Party Shuttle (because nothing says "party" like cracked vertebrae!) invented whole new ways to flip safety regulations the flying, backhanded double bird. He designated his vehicles as tour buses (which are unregulated), used a third party to sell tickets online, and rebranded his company as a travel agency -- all to keep from having to comply with safety inspectors. Hey, you know what they say: You can't make an omelet without breaking a few eggs.

You're the egg in that idiom.

Until very recently, the standard operating procedure for many Western recycling companies was to ship e-waste off to developing countries, which was up to 10 times cheaper than processing the various toxic materials found in electronics the proper way. But why would Third World nations want to take on all of our discarded gadgets in the first place? Simple: To you, a two-year-old phone is an ironic paperweight, but it's state-of-the-art to someone whose previous form of communication was yelling really loudly. So the trick to offloading e-garbage is to take a few desirable working items, like phones or desktops, then shove them deep into a junk pile of goods you know for a fact are broken. You label the whole shebang as a "donation," and boom: They're shipped off to the exotic land of Notyourproblemistan.

How bad is it? In 2006, it was estimated that as much as 75 percent of the electronics shipped to one major hub in Nigeria were useless junk. Even India, which passed laws specifically forbidding the importation of e-waste, is buried in up to 50,000 tons of e-waste every year. So why on Earth are you still recycling? Are you trying to make Captain Planet cry?

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