Interconnecting confusion

Interconnect fees and the reasons for their reduction are possibly the most misunderstood “big” news story over the last twelve months.

The hype and hoopla around this topic is fueled by our feelings as consumers of being charged too much big big monopoly companies. So I should start by saying that I’m not saying that we are paying too much. I’m not saying that because I don’t know enough about the costs of providing cellular services in South Africa. Maybe we are, maybe we’re not. Also, I’m not saying there aren’t monopolistic practices in the market – again I simply don’t know. Given the other stories torn from inside companies by the sharp teeth and salivating jaws of the Competition Commission, it’s understandable that many suspect consumer-unfriendly play by most large South African companies, particularly those in industries with a small number of players.

What I am saying is that most of what you read in the news about interconnect is horribly misguided.

The biggest misconception is that interconnect fees are an expense for cellular providers, and that the removal of this expense would allow them to reduce tariffs to consumers. Well, it is an expense, but it is also a source of revenue. Every time one company pays an interconnect fee, another company is receiving it.

Interconnect does not change the total amount of profit within the cellular industry. It may redistribute it a little, and there may be negative medium term competitive implications arising from interconnect, but lower interconnect won’t automatically increase profits that could allow competitive price lowering for the benefit of consumers.

TechCentral has an interesting article: Bain warns consumers not to expect cellular price cuts.  Of course, it also include some done-to-death flawed statements (whether from Bain or inserted by the zealous staff writer) such as:

Because new players have few customers at first, most calls on their networks will be to networks of other operators. High interconnection fees make it difficult for them to enter the market.

It’s not that this statement is incorrect (it is in fact correct) it’s just that it is horribly misleading because it only presents one side of the story. I’ve reworded it to provide the stunning insight: Continue reading

I park on the fourth floor

192 bays available on the 4th floor

192 bays available on the 4th floor

I always park on the fourth floor.

Whenever I leave my car at the Cape Town airport, I always leave it on the fourth floor, right at the top of the parkade. I think you should too, but I hope you don’t.

The police park several blue and white cars and grizzly blue-lighted bakkies on the fourth floor. I don’t know how well I channel the criminal mind, but I suspect my car is less likely to be stolen within sight of such a police presence.

More importantly though, and this is where you come in, it seems that the fourth floor is the least popular floor on which to park. It almost always has a few empty parking spaces when the other floors are absolutely full. I don’t really understand the rationale behind my fellow parking-seekers turning into the first floor that alledgedly has a few open spots; finding a space near the lifts on the fourth floor is a much better prize than the second-last bay on the first.

(Incidentally, don’t place too much trust in the electronic system that counts vehicles. It has the mathematical ability of a six year old – can count to 300 in theory, but in practice expect some humorous variations and giggling.)

It is actually the shunned nature of the fourth floor that makes it such a great deal. While everyone fights over floors one and two, and a few enlightened souls haul themselves up to the third, the fourth remains a pristine stretch of white lines, numbered bays and police-watched lodging. It’s a secret parking paradise known only to a few.

So, you should join me in automatically driving up to the fourth floor to find the best parking spaces. It’s just that I hope you don’t, and I hope really hope you don’t bring your friends.