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David Spates
"Therefore I Am"

Credit cards threaten
rugged individualism

Can you imagine a world in which everyone paid cash for everything? No credit cards, no debit cards, no checks, no travelers checks, no money orders, no promissory notes, no food stamps, no vouchers, no purchase orders. Everything strictly cash. Hard to imagine, isn't it?

I use credit cards and checks frequently, but sometimes I feel the need to put my cash on the barrelhead.

There's something deeply satisfying to me about using cash. I will often make an extra stop during the day to get cash so that I may spend it proudly on whatever goods and services I require. Plunk my money down, wait for the change and then toddle right out the door.

No one questions cash. There's no receipt to sign. There's no need to show your driver's license. There's no signature to verify. No credit check to make via the computer system that always seems to go down when there's a line of 18 people behind you.

One of the best features of cash is its anonymity. I like the fact that when I purchase a brand new plunger, there's absolutely no record whatsoever of the transaction. It's my little way of sticking my tongue out at all those institutions in this country that desperately want to know upon what I'm spending my hard-earned greenbacks. When I buy a plunger with cash, the government, the credit card company, the bank are all completely clueless of the fact that I desperately need a plunger and have purchased said plunger at Rick's Hardware & Plumbing. The only people aware of my plunger purchase are Rick and me. It's comforting to know that details of my plunger transaction aren't stored on a hard drive somewhere.

Is it terribly important that I keep my plunger purchase a secret from the government, et al.? No, of course not, but sometimes it's good to reaffirm your presence as an individual - an individual who can chose to be free from credit checks, market analysis and constituency tracking.

Like I said, I use credit cards and checks frequently, but I don't enjoy the purchasing process nearly as much as when I use cash. When I use a credit card or a check, I'm essentially saying that I don't have any real money with me now, but if you, the merchant, will just accept this multi-digit number or piece of paper with the bank's name on it, you'll have your money in short order. I promise.
When I open my wallet and start counting out those wonderful green rectangles, I sometimes feel as independent and sovereign as a 19th century cowboy drifting from town to town on the Great Plains with only a small pouch of gold. It's purchasing power in its simplest and most elegant form.

I don't have delusions of ever being a multi-zillionaire, but one of my life-long fantasies has been to someday be rich enough that I could make all of my purchases with cash. Can you imagine how enjoyable buying a car would be if you could simply pick the one you want, negotiate a fair price and then open your wallet and pay for it with cash? No monthly payments to make, no credit check to endure, no shopping around for the best APR. Just hand over a big stack of bills and drive home in your new car.

Or imagine buying a house with cash. The biggest headache, by far, associated with buying a house is going through the mortgage process. By the way, it's the mortgage process when you fully realize how many people in the world are truly interested in what you buy, how you paid for it and whether you paid for it on time. If you bounced a check to Rick for that brand new plunger, it will show up when it's house-buying time. That plunger could cost you big.

With all of that being said, I cannot ignore the wonderful irony that I invariably use a magnetized card and a PIN in order to acquire the green rectangles that I enjoy so much. You can bet the frontiersmen of yesteryear never had to stop by the ATM to withdraw some of their gold before galloping over to Rick's to buy a plunger.

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