Going off Grid

I once thought that the internet would be my passport to the rest of the world when I moved up north. About a month before the big move my PayPal account was hacked and some lazy idiot somewhere was trying to buy a bunch of video game cards. I caught it and went to my bank. The usual happened. My card was cancelled, the transactions disputed, and eventually I was able to get my money back. I signed up for an identity theft prevention program provided by my bank. At $7.95 a month I expected better.

Less than a year later it happened again. While at work my phone started to go off and only because of things happening with the family lately I checked my screen to find an email thanking me for buying a memory card for a video game system I don’t own. I immediately checked my bank account to find other transactions. Stuck for another two hours at work I had to wait to start taking care of things.

One of the items was immediately refunded. I’m not sure why. Maybe it was caught by the bank but I was told that I would have received a phone call and I never did. The other item went through because the genius theft didn’t bother changing the address or any other parts of the account before purchasing their stolen merchandise. That was also how I found out so soon what was going on.

That night, I went home and either deleted or closed down accounts in: eBay, Etsy, Patreon, PayPal, amazon, and a few others. While eBay was actually really cool about the situation and shut a few things down right away it still bugs me that their security is so lacking. Two years in a row and I believe last time my PayPal was hacked via eBay. I no longer trust these companies anymore. If I want something I will have to physically find it. This is bad news for a lot of people. The artists on Etsy who make cool stuff. The podcast I want to support via PayPal, and the writers who deserve extra cash while being screwed by big name publishers. It sucks, but when I’m spending $120 a year to keep this from happening and someone is still able to steal $50 and I still have to go through the contesting process, something is fucked up. My bank took my money while failing to provide a service and someone else took my money when someone else was supposed to prevent it. At this point I am over the whole thing.

Welcome to the new minimalist. The guy who no longer buys anything online. The one who still sends checks in the mail to pay his bills. I wish more people did this even though it is bad for my current profession. This is not to say that I don’t own plenty of stuff. I have more than enough books. I still have records I have not listened to. I try not to drive when I don’t have to. If I am hungry, I walk out into the backyard and find a black berry patch to eat from. The annual headache of buying things online has reached its peak in bullshit and I’m done with it. Besides, I’m tired of other people tracking what I buy, telling other people, and sending me adds, and other shit that I never asked for. Goodbye internet consumerism, have fun with your bad security and constant fraud. I’m over it. Call me when you get your shit together.

For anyone interested in bitching out an internet theft you can find the asshole who hacked my account at: Studentghetto1@outlook.com be sure to let them know how you feel or return the favor.

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