My open (blog) letter to the credit card companies
Stop sending me special offers. Stop sending me those damned “checks” to use. Just stop it.
I just spent 45 minutes ripping up your mail – and why did I have to be so careful? Because you, Citibank, have to put my full name and address in about 10 different places in the mailings. Because you, Capital One, insist on sending me checks that some random person could just write up and charge the hell out of my account. Because every time I buy a shredder it breaks within a month and so I’ve given up and taken to tearing up the bits of paper with my hands because, despite the fears over identity theft online, it’s your own recycling/garbage that poses the biggest danger.
Every week, I get five (or so) new offers for cards or “special” offers from my current company offering me the opportunity to spend money I don’t have on impulsive crap I don’t need.
I hate you. You are exploitative and predatory and suck in the needy and greedy, preying on people’s desires and desperation. You are plunderers, pushing consumption as the norm and portraying yourselves as our security nets when we’re in need. Of course, anyone who carries a balance with you could see the ground shift beneath their feet in a moment if you decide to arbitrarily increase rates or change fees or alter minimum payments.
Your leaders make out like the bandits they are – even when your companies fail, they land safely in their multimillion dollar Central Park apartments with their golden parachutes. They make more from their failures than most of us will accumulate in our entire lifetimes.
Stop sending me mail. Stop trying to convince me that impulsive/compulsive buying is acceptable. You can try to blame individuals for making bad decisions and getting into trouble, but the fact is that you and the legislators who allow you to ravage all of us have created the culture in which you are a solution for our crises; orchestrated the financial collapse that hasn’t affected you at all; and systematized your consolidation of power – of rate adjustments and fees and whatnot – while we have nothing.
You totally and completely suck.
Also, I will never carry a balance with you. Never.
Also, also: stop sending me mail.
