The Atlantis Variation

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The 2008 ISDA Master Agreement, also known (after Hunter Barkley’s novella of the same name) as the “Atlantis Variation”, is an apocryphal edition of the ISDA Master Agreement that, according to the story, was almost completed in 2008, and was only prevented by the near total financial destruction of the planet in September of that year. It never saw the light of day, instead collapsing into a form of dark tedium that powers the universe.

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According to Barkley’s dystopian vision, the 2008 ISDA was to be short, plainly worded, future-proofed and agile. It would allow counterparties to agree robust trading terms with little fuss and only the cursory clerical management that could be delivered through unskilled personnel in low-cost jurisdictions and, eventually, robots. It promised to be the long-lost missing use-case for distributed ledger technology, and would be negotiated “on-chain” between arrays of dematerialised large language models housed, for the sense of theatre, in a single giant data centre in the outskirts of Bucharest.

Had it been implemented, the ’08 would have addressed the financial, infrastructural and regulatory challenges which went on to dog the financial derivatives market in the early 21st century, and would eventually bring near catastrophe upon the peaceable communities of swapsfolk who had made their home nestling in nooks and crannies in the verdant, rolling countryside of Aïessdiyé. While these hobbity little creatures romped wealthily about in sun drenched meadows, the ’08 would have silently, effectively consolidated all documentation across a wide range of products and asset classes (including but not limited to repo, stock lending, prime brokerage, exchange traded derivatives, commodities and emissions), finally moving the financial world into a stable state: a sunlit utopia in which all risks are known, all eventualities experienced and contingencies accounted for.

Risk would finally be banished for ever.

As it was, the challenge was just too big. The project expanded — at first gradually; in the closing stages at breakneck pace — and in the final days exceeded its Schwarzschild radius altogether. There was a sudden, catastrophic implosion, and everything associated with the project — all traces of the agreement, drafts, the firm ISDA engaged to coordinate the drafting (a cyber law firm that spontaneously came into existence when a document management system in the firm Tubb Fuller Breaden Potter Bacon became self-aware and eliminated all the carbon-based lawyers)[1] and several thousand members of ISDA’s document working group, seconded by their employers to contributing their “clarifications” and doubt-avoidances for the greater good of the standard form simply vanished.

All — the document, the personnel, the drafting miscellanea and terabytes of tedia — are now lost to history. We now do not know what the agreement said, how it said it, or indeed whether the agreement really existed at all. And the robots —

Well, speaking of robots, Barkley claims that Roy Batty’s extraordinary speech from the original Blade Runner (1982) originated when a page of his novel fell backwards in time through a rent in the fabric of the space-tedium continuum created by the 2008 financial markets implosion, landing in Rutger Hauer’s lap as he was waiting in makeup for that final scene. Hauer, not realising this was a unique document from the apocalyptic future, took it for a script redraft. He adapted it, but only slightly, from the original record, which was exchange between an ETD negotiator and a mortally injured CDO lawyer as he dragged his mutilated psyche away from the smoking ruins of his employer:

“You thought you knew everything, didn’t you,” sneered the hapless futures specialist. “And now look at us. You did this. You have no idea.”

The CDO man turned, a replicant glimmer in his eye, and said:

I’ve seen things you people wouldn’t believe.
Attack-ships on fire off the red-herring of Orion 2006-1 hybrid CDO.
I watched mezzanine-tranches glitter in the dark near the Tannhäuser Gate.
All those moments will be lost in time, like payments in kind.
Time to retrain —
As a primary-school teacher.

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  1. TFBPB has never been heard of since, and curiously, no record now exists of this firm before 2008, even though it was apparently a global behemoth.