Originally published at: Pluralistic: How tech does regulatory capture; Part 2 of the Red Team Blues serial (18 Apr 2023) – Pluralistic: Daily links from Cory Doctorow
- How tech does regulatory capture: An extremely frank and open look inside the ugliest of sausage-factories.
- Red Team Blues Chapter One, part two: How Danny Lazer came back from the brink.
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How tech does regulatory capture (permalink)
If you want to know which industries have the most influence in DC, study the trade deals struck by the US Trade Representative, whose activities are the most obvious manifestation of American corporate power over state. Take the Indo-Pacific Economic Framework (IPEF). As David Dayen notes, this treaty is a kind of Big Tech wishlist:
The USTR's playbook has changfed over the years, reflecting the degree of control over the US government exerted by different sectors of the US economy. Today, with Big Tech in the driver's seat, US trade deals embody something called the "digital trade agenda," a mix of policies ranging from limiting liability, privacy protection, competition law, and data locatization.
The Digital Trade Agenda is a relatively new phenomenon. A decade ago, when the USTR went abroad to twist the arms of America's trading partners, the only "digital" part of the agenda was obligations to spy on users and to swiftly remove materials claimed to have violated US media monopolies' copyright. But as the tech sector grew more concentrated, they were able to seize a greater share America's trade priorities.
One person who had a front-row seat for this transformation was Wendy Li, a PhD candidate in sociology at the University of Wisconsin, who served in the USTR's office from 2015-17, and who leveraged her contacts among officials and lobbyists (and ex-lobbyists turned officials and vice-versa) to produce a fascinating, ethnographic account of a very specific form of regulatory capture. That account appears in "Regulatory Capture’s Third Face of Power," in Socio-Economic Review. The article is paywalled, but if you access it via this link, you can bypass the paywall:
Li's paper starts with a taxonomy of types of regulatory capture, drawn from the literature. The first kind – the "first face of power" – is when an industry wins some battle over a given policy, triumphing over the public interest. Li notes that defining "public interest" is sometimes tricky, which is true, but still, there are some obvious examples of this kind of capture.
My "favorite" example of horrible regulatory capture is from 2019, when Dow Chemical – working through the West Virginia Manufacturers Association – convinced the state of West Virginia to relax the limits on how much toxic runoff from chemical processing could be present in the state's drinking water. Dow argued that the national safe levels reflected a different kind of person from the typical West Virginian. Specifically, Dow argued, the people of West Virginia were much fatter than other Americans, so their bodies could absorb more poison without sickening. And besides, Dow concluded, West Virginians drink beer, not water, so poisoning their drinking water wouldn't affect them:
This isn't even a little ambiguous. Dow's pleading wasn't just absurd on its face – it was also scientifically bankrupt – there's no evidence that being overweight makes you less susceptible to carcinogens. And yet, the state regulator bought it. Why? Well, maybe because chemical processing is WV's largest industry, and Dow is the largest chemical company in the state. Regulatory capture, in other words.
The second kind of regulatory capture is the "revolving door": when an executive from industry rotates into a role in government, where they are expected to guard the public interest from their former employers. There's some of this in every presidential administration – think of Obama's ex-Morganstanley and ex-Goldmansachs finance officials.
But while Obama and other "normal" pols sketched their corruption with a fine-tipped pen, making the overall shape hard to discern, Trump scrawled large, crude, unmissable figures with a fisted Sharpie. Remember Scott Pruitt, the disgraced Trump EPA who wanted to abolish the EPA? Pruitt was was such a colossal asshole that even the lobbyists who'd been bribing him with free housing actually evicted him:
After Pruitt resigned in the midst of chaotic scandal, he was succeeded by his deputy, Andrew Wheeler – a former coal lobbyist:
That's the "second face of power." What's the third? It's taking over the shape of the debate, getting to define its axioms. Think of the reflexive idea that government projects are "wasteful" and "inefficient." Once all players internalize this idea, the debate shifts from "what should the public sector do?" to "which private-sector entity should the government pay to do this?" Anyone who says, "Wait, why doesn't the government just do this?" just gets blank stares.
We can see this in the cramped and inadequate debate over the SVB bailout; apologists for the bailout insist that it was necessary because if SVB's depositors had been forced to take a haircut, every large depositor in America would pile into Morganstanley, making it so "too big to fail" that it could tank the nation.
This is probably true – but only if you discount the possibility of establishing a public bank. Public banks are hardly a radical idea: America had nationwide public banking through the postal service until 1966:
Li summarizes: "the first face of power is measured through the winner of the game, and the second face of power can be understood as the referee. The third face of power is the field, the rulebook, and agreement that there is even a game at all."
It's the creation of this third face that Li's paper dissects – the creation of "Type I" ideas that form the unquestioned assumptions for all other debate. Sociologist call these ideas "schemas." Li describes two ways that the tech industry changed the schemas used in trade negotiations. First, schemas are changed through "knowledge production" – creating reports and data.
Second, schemas are embedded through "recursive institutional reproduction" – a bit of unfortunately opaque academic jargon that is roughly equivalent to what activists call "policy laundering." That's when an industry can't get its way in its home country, so it leans on trade reps to include that policy in a treaty or trade deal, which transforms it into an obligation at home.
In tech policy, the Ur-example of this is the DMCA, a 1998 digital copyright law that has profoundly changed the way we relate to everything from online services to our coffee makers. The origins of the DMCA are wild. In 1991, Al Gore kicked off the National Information Infrastructure hearings – AKA the "Information Superhighway" project. One of the most prominent proposals for the future of the internet came from Bruce Lehman, Bill Clinton's Copyrigh tCzar. Lehman had been the head of IP enforcement for Microsoft, and he had some genuinely batshit ideas for the internet, like requiring a separate, negotiated copyright license for every transitory copy made by RAM, or a network buffer, or drive cache:
Gore laughed Lehman out of the room and told him to hit the road. So Lehman did, scurrying over to Geneva, where he turned his batshit ideas into the WIPO Copyright Treaty (WCT) and the WIPO Performances and Phonograms Treaty (WPPT). Then he raced back to DC where he told Congress that they had to get on board with those UN treaties. In 1998, Congress passed the DMCA, turning a failed regulatory policy into a federal law that endures to this day.
That's "policy laundering." Lehman couldn't get his ideas though the US government, so he rammed them through a UN agency, converting his proposal into an obligation, which Congress duly assumed.
The Digital Trade Agenda triumphed by both knowledge production and recursive institutional reproduction (AKA policy laundering). Under Obama, trade officials created the Digital Trade Working Group in consultation with industry, through the US Chamber of Commerce. This group worked with the US International Trade Commission (USITC) – a quasi-governmental research body – to produce copious reports, testimony and data in support of a focus on "digital trade."
In particular, they inflated the value of digital trade to US officials, convincing them that getting wins for the digital industry would have an outsized impact on the US economy. This is reflected in the terms of the Trans-Pacific Partnership, a trade deal that was negotiated in the utmost secrecy, in hotels all over the world surrounded by armed guards, where neither the press nor activists were welcome.
TPP represented a kind of farcical wishlist for America's corporate giants, including the tech sector, and it looked like a done deal – until Trump. Trump unilaterally withdrew from TPP, so the tech industry's reps simply tacked around TPP. They took everything they'd wanted to get out of TPP and crammed it into the USMCA, Trump's rewrite of NAFTA. This makes perfect sense – corporate America's priority was TPP's policies, not TPP itself.
Li's paper doesn't just document this shift, she also gives us interviews with (anonymized) officials and lobbyists who speak frankly about how this happened behind the scenes. For example, a former Commerce official turned tech lobbyist describes how he lobbies his former coworkers: "Sometimes, [meetings are like] hey, let’s grab lunch, let’s grab coffee, and catch up. And half of it is about our kids, and half of it is about this [work related issue]. We’ll have a formal meeting [with government officials], but obviously we chitchat before and after. Because we’re human. So, a lot of it is just normal human interaction, right?"
This social coziness lets lobbyists position themselves as "stakeholders," which legitimizes – and even requires – their participation in policymaking. As a trade negotiator says, "So to get your handle on a problem, you’ve got to pull the right people together, and you’ve got
to sift through all the various ideas, so we obviously have a lot of regular interaction with companies [. . .] I spend a lot of time with the companies trying to understand their business model, try ing to understand how they interact with the governments in different countries, and then of course, socializing it within the building."
Once lobbyists are "stakeholders," they get to define not just what position the US takes – they get to define which positions can even be considered. As a trade negotiator says, "[Lobbyists aren't] coming in and spouting talking points. They’re not giving us draft text because
we haven’t gotten to the text phase yet. The way these meetings go is, generally we provide an update on what is happening and what approach we’re taking. The remainder is usually devoted to companies talking about their particular interests, and inquiring as to whether and how their issues are being addressed in that forum."
That's not just winning the game – it's defining the rules.
Li's paper is a fascinating tour of the sausage-factory and a close examination of the gunk that litters the factory floor. That said, I think there are areas where she drops policies and fights into neat categories that are much messier. For example, Li contrasts the rules in TPP with the rules in ACTA, the Anti-Counterfeiting Trade Agreement, a failed international treaty from 2010.
Li characterizes ACTA as being an anti-tech proposal because it imposed copyright liability on tech companies, which would have raised their costs by forcing them to police their users' speech, items for sale and uploads for copyright infringement. But that's not quite right: ACTA was much broader. First, because "counterfeiting" doesn't mean what you think it does: in an international trade agreement, counterfeiting concerns itself with all kinds of totally legitimate activities.
For example, Apple engraves microscopic Apple logos on every part in an iPhone; no user ever sees these parts. But Apple uses the presence of an Apple trademark on these tiny components to lodge trademark claims with US border officials in order to block the importation of parts harvested from dead iPhones, as part of the company's war on repair:
Likewise, companies like Rolex and Cartier have national subsidiaries in countries all over the world with the exclusive license to sell their goods in each country. These companies then claim that, say, an official Mexican Rolex watch becomes a counterfeit Rolex the minute it crosses the US border, because Rolex Mexico doesn't have the right to use Rolex International's trademarks outside of Mexico.
Asking tech companies to police "counterfeits" isn't just about stopping knockoffs – it's about letting multinational corporations control all secondary markets for their goods, giving them total control over repair and used goods.
Beyond that: creating an affirmative duty for platforms to police their users' uploads and speech for copyright infringement is one of those things that not only won't prevent copyright infringement (beating filters is easy for dedicated copyright infringers), but it will also compromise users' speech (because filters are rife with false positives) – and it will hand eternal dominance to the largest tech firms (both Youtube and Facebook support mandatory filters, because they've spent hundreds of millions on them, and know that their small rivals can't).
ACTA wasn't a way to "punish" tech to make life better for media companies – it was a way to shift some of the oligarchic control of both tech and media around, while shoring up its dominance. Yes, parts of the tech sector hated ACTA, but it died because millions of people campaigned against it.
And of course, ACTA got policy-laundered into law in 2019, when the EU adopted the Digital Single Market Directive and created a filtering mandate, ignoring the largest petition in EU history and the people who marched in 50 cities. That was recursive institutional reproduction in action all right.
Likewise, TPP can't be understood as the tech sector sidelining the entertainment companies – because both of them rallied for the parts of TPP that feathered all their nests. For example, the entertainment sector and the tech sector both love rules against reverse-engineers (like Section 1201 of the DMCA), which make it a felony to unlock your books, music, games and videos from the store that sold them to you and take them with you to another player.
Tech loves this because it gets them lock-in – if you break up with Amazon, you have to kiss your Kindle and Audible books goodbye. Media loves it because it gives them control – DRM stops you from recording Christmas movies between Feb and Dec, when they come free with your streaming service, and that means you have to pay-per-view them in December, when you want to watch them.
In other words, the Big Tech and Big Content's policy fights aren't so much about which policies we get – they're about who gets to profit from them. They both want the same stuff – no taxes, no unions, no minimum wage, no consumer rights, no privacy – but they each want to hoard the benefits from that stuff.
Both tech and media love "IP" – not in the sense of "copyright" or "trademark," but in the sense of "any law that lets me control the conduct of my competitors, critics and customers":
In USMCA, it wasn't just the "Digital Trade Agenda" that made it into the final agreement – it was mandatory DRM laws, massive copyright extensions, and the evisceration of fair use and its equivalents in Mexico and Canada:
There's another important factor missing from Li's analysis of the rise of the Digital Trade Agenda: monopoly. Tech used to be composed of hundreds of competing firms that hated each other's guts and were incapable of working together. The entertainment industry, by contrast, was already hugely consolidated and able to lobby effectively as a body.
That was hugely important in the Napster Wars, when international copyright proposals like the Database Right and the Broadcast Treaty were popping up at the UN and in country-to-country trade deals. While the tech industry was competing to give users a better deal, Big Content was able to solve the collective action problem and come up with a common lobbying position, getting nearly identical (and absolutely ghastly) tech bills introduced in dozens of state legislatures at once:
The rise of the Digital Trade Agenda is downstream of tech industry consolidation, the orgy of mergers that saw the internet transformed into "five giant websites, each filled with screenshots of text from the other four":
Li's taxonomy of regulatory capture is useful and important, and it's complimented by an analysis of failures in antitrust enforcement. Market consolidation has produced firms that are more powerful than the governments that are supposed to keep them honest. When the teams have more power than the ref, the game will never be fair:
The tech industry aren't really adverse to the entertainment industry, at least not where it counts. They are all part of the business lobby, whose regulatory priorities are broadly shared, even if they disagree at the margins. Dayen describes how the Digital Trade Agenda is playing out in IPEF, the treaty with more than a dozen Pacific Rim countries: "It would prohibit governments from reviewing or prescreening algorithms for violations of labor law, competition policy, or nondiscrimination statutes. It would bar limitations on data flows or storage. And it would treat policies that have greater impacts on the large tech firms as illegal trade barriers. These terms could block signatory countries from writing laws that take on any of these issues."
Those aren't tech priorities – those are corporate priorities. The success of the "Digital Trade Agenda" isn't just because tech grew up and started lobbying – it's because the things they lobby for are the things every business wants: no labor protection, no antitrust, no privacy.
That's the "schema" that matters: the bedrock assumption that job of US trade policy is to make sure that workers and residents abroad have no rights, with the obligation on America to dismantle the few rights that remain intact in its borders to satisfy the "obligation" it actually insisted on.
(Image: Cryteria, CC BY 3.0; Andy, CC BY 2.0; modified)
Red Team Blues Chapter One, part two (permalink)
My next novel, Red Team Blues, comes out on April 25. It's an "anti-finance finance thriller," a read-it-in-one-sitting thriller about a 67-year-old forensic accountant who gets embroiled in a deadly and violent cryptocurrency heist:
To whet your appetite for it, I'm serializing chapter one, where we meet Marty Hench, and get introduced to the one last job that he needs to do to finish his 40 year career as Silicon Valley's best high-tech forensic accountant.
Today, I'm publishing part two. Here's the previous installment:
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And now, here's today's serial installment:
The Camino Real had excellent security, as well as all the amenities: a pool, a gym, and a set of spring-loaded seismic dampers set deep into the bedrock that turned the whole place into a bouncy castle whenever the San Andreas Fault got a touch of indigestion.
It was steps to California Avenue and five Michelin-star restaurants—one with three stars, two with two—and it cost him eight million, plus furnishings, which Sethu oversaw, going all in on Danish woods for a midcentury modern feel that went great with the rooftop garden that came with the penthouse unit. Sethu got him interested in trying all that Michelin star food, a far cry from ramen and slightly irregular breakfast cereals, and from there, it was the chefs’ tables, and then the private cooking classes, and then a major reno to the penthouse to fit it out with a kitchen that would have made Heston Blumenthal gasp and twirl.
They spent the month that the renos took in an exclusive lodge near a slightly active Costa Rican volcano, checking out the bromeliads and howler monkeys. He came back bronzed and fit from all that volcano hiking and became one of the great chefs of the new aristocracy, even pulling out the old alt.gourmand posts from the prehistory of Usenet. I don’t know when they became a couple, but I imagine it was a natural thing. Danny had a big heart, and he’d loved Galit with all of it, and with Galit gone and Danny still around, his heart wasn’t going to sit idly. Sethu is beautiful and brilliant and good at what she does, and those were all the traits that attracted Danny to Galit in the first place. The Camino Real’s security gave me the twice-over and then emitted me. The elevator doors gave a sophisticated sigh and welcomed me in, and the buttonless panel lit up PH, and my blood pooled a little in my feet as I attained liftoff.
Danny looked at least ten years younger than the last time I’d seen him, craggy but handsome, and the pounds he’d put on had only filled him out so he wasn’t such an ectomorphic scarecrow. He’d definitely been hitting the kettlebells, too, and his tight Japanese tee clung just enough that I could see he’d gotten some definition in his pecs and biceps. That’s hard muscle to acquire once you hit your fifties. Someone had been making Danny put in his reps.
Danny’s an intense guy who believed so fiercely in the significance and beauty and urgency of cryptography that he could easily captivate a roomful of people with an impromptu lecture on the subject, and he would not relinquish that hold until they all had to leave. He wasn’t a bore, but he wasn’t exactly normal, and yet as far as I knew, everyone who’d ever become personally acquainted with him liked him. A lot.
“Well, you don’t look like a man who got through a prix fixe at the Palmier. Even with the flights, you shouldn’t be that bilious, Mart. What’d you do, stop for Oreos on the way back to your double-wide?”
I let this pour over me as he showed me into the foyer and I shucked my scuffed old loafers, the ones I saved for personal days when I didn’t have to impress a client. “First of all, Lazer, the Unsalted Hash is a forty-foot, state-of-the-art touring bus with seven feet of internal clearance, an induction range, a deep freeze, and a sound system that can set off car alarms for a block. It is not a double-wide.
“Secondly, the Palmier was great, and I didn’t get the prix fixe—I got a taster at the chef’s table with a friend, and we stayed up later than we should have, and I still managed to drag myself here for a business conference at this unholy hour. I’m running on three hours’ sleep and digesting a good three- thousand-calorie dinner, is all.
“Finally, I don’t stop for Oreos, ever. I have a supply of 1995-vintage Hydroxes in one of the deep freezes. The original recipe contains all those great trans fats that make for excellent long-term frozen flavor and texture retention. I would offer you a package, but I won’t, because they are mine, and I treasure them beyond all reason and plan to make my stash last until I can no longer consume solid food, whereupon I plan to consume the balance in smoothie form.”
He took my shoes and tossed them into a closet and slammed the door, making a face, then burst out laughing and grabbed me in a bear hug that reminded me of those new biceps of his. “Man, it’s good to see you, Marty. Come in, come in. We’ll go out onto the roof.”
I got a quick tour of a lot of teak and curves and angles, like a set dresser had been given an unlimited budget to decorate the boss’s office on a midcentury period drama. Then he opened a sliding door out onto the roof-deck, which had some very nice landscaping and potted shrubs, a meandering stream patrolled by fat koi and fed by a two-foot waterfall, some comfortable- looking and elegant teak loungers, and Sethu.
She had an easel set up and was painting in oils, an impressionistic landscape of Palo Alto’s nimbified one-family houses and dinky main street. It was a couple of billion dollars’ worth of real estate dressed up as middle-class houses from the same midcentury dreamland as the furnishings in the living room. She turned and saw us and narrowed her eyes, just a tiny amount, before cleaning her brushes and hanging up her smock on the easel’s corner.
“Hi, hon,” she said. “This must be your friend Mr. Hench.” Danny beamed at her, an expression I remembered from his most successful demos, that prideful look he got when his code performed some miracle. “Marty, I don’t know if you ever met Sethu, back in the old days.”
“I don’t know that we were ever introduced properly,” I said. She’d let me in, once or twice, when I’d come by to see if I could pull Danny out of his tailspin. But she’d been his PA then.
“Well, in that case, Sethuramani Lazer, meet Martin Hench. Marty, meet Sethu.”
I’m pretty sure my facial expression didn’t change when he dropped that last name on me. I’d already noticed the rock on her finger, of course—a bachelor of my age and experience takes note of these things automatically, without conscious intervention. I’m pretty sure what Danny said next was that same pride speaking, not a failure of my poker face.
“Married her last year. Or rather, she married me, despite being significantly out of my league.”
“Lucky fella,” I said. “Congrats to both of you.”
He got us settled into loungers, and Sethu mentioned that she was going in for lemonade and offered us some. She brought it out in sweating tall glasses with silicone straws and then went back to her easel, far enough away that it wouldn’t seem odd not to include her in our conversation.
I sipped as Danny scrolled his phone for a moment, double-checked his notes, and took Sethu in. She was beautiful, of course, but I’d known that since I’d first met her at the door of that teardown that Danny had settled into as his final resting place. Now, though, she had the kind of haircut that some very bright topiarist had charged her at least a thousand bucks for, and with it, the kind of poise I associate with very beautiful, very accomplished women who are also very, very rich. Something in the posture, a kind of deep relaxation that you rarely see. Having a very deep cash buffer can give a woman the same tranquility as any middling specimen of manhood gets for free, the liberation from casual predation that men don’t even notice.
Danny put his phone down at last. “So I hear you did some work recently? Bonwick. Rearden Factoring?”
I nodded. “Yeah, Brian and I did some business, but it’s not the kind of thing I can discuss. You know that. He lost something, I found it, and I made him whole.” He snorted. “Marty, you don’t make people whole. Your commission still twenty-five percent?”
“It is,” I said. “And I still don’t charge anything to take a job, not even expenses or a retainer. I take the risk, I get the reward. That’s a proposition I think you probably relate to.”
“I’m familiar with the general idea.” He looked around at his penthouse garden, his beautiful young wife, his view of the strivers of Palo Alto and their Leave It to Beaver houses, all a testament to his willingness to take all the risk and his unwillingness to share his rewards. “You ever take payment in crypto?”
“I prefer fiat”—this being the cutesy word that crypto weirdos use for real money—“I have smart accountants who keep my tax bite down to a manageable slice, and I’ve got no other reason to accept distributed sudoku puzzles in lieu of greenbacks.”
“Very funny,” he said. Cryptocurrency hustlers hate it when you point out that the whole blockchain emits billions of tons of CO2 to help repeatedly compute pointless mathematical puzzles. “You’re familiar with how crypto works, though, right?”
“Danny, I love you like a brother, but I hope I’m not about to get a sales pitch for Trustlesscoin.” The only sour note in the previous night’s dinner had been a couple of bros at the chef’s table who spent the first hour talking about smart contracts. It was a hazard of any public space in SV, and I accepted it with good grace, but I wouldn’t tolerate it in private places. Life is too short.
“No pitch, but I just want to make sure you’re up to speed for what I’m going to tell you next. Forensic accounting is one thing, but when you throw in crypto, it’s a whole different world.”
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"How to Destroy Surveillance Capitalism": an anti-monopoly pamphlet analyzing the true harms of surveillance capitalism and proposing a solution. https://onezero.medium.com/how-to-destroy-surveillance-capitalism-8135e6744d59 (print edition: https://bookshop.org/books/how-to-destroy-surveillance-capitalism/9781736205907) (signed copies: https://www.darkdel.com/store/p2024/Available_Now%3A__How_to_Destroy_Surveillance_Capitalism.html)
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- Red Team Blues: "A grabby, compulsive thriller that will leave you knowing more about how the world works than you did before." Tor Books, April 2023
The Internet Con: A nonfiction book about interoperability and Big Tech, Verso, September 2023
The Lost Cause: a post-Green New Deal eco-topian novel about truth and reconciliation with white nationalist militias, Tor Books, November 2023
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