Paper or plastic?

Would you be interested in an investment that pays 14.29%? You can get in for as little as a dollar, but the average investor puts in $6775.

You’ve had a fraction of a second to decide, but you can’t possibly still be thinking about it. 14.29%. This investment pays 7.8 times the highest available rate on money market accounts (from Flagstar Direct in Troy, Michigan), 8.4 times the highest rate on 1-year CDs (Ally Bank in Midvale, Utah) and 19 times the highest rate on checking accounts in a city chosen at random (Charles Schwab in Ocean View, Delaware.)

This investment came close to beating the Dow as a whole over the last year (which has gained 14.98%.) Unlike the Dow, this investment isn’t a gamble. It comes with a guaranteed return.

The investment is credit card debt. The numbers in the first paragraph are the average rate and balance among American cardholders.

Yeah, but he had a GREAT introductory rate.

Very funny, you soulless jerk. You’re poking fun at me while Visa and MasterCard are busy giving it to me repeatedly and hard.

Then here’s the same advice recommended to any woman who whines about being in an abusive relationship: stop being a victim.

If you have a spare dollar, there’s no excuse for having credit card debt. This post is mostly for the benefit of the people who haven’t incurred credit card debt, but if you’ve already let it get away from you, you need to wage the equivalent of total war on your debt.

Wear a sweater instead of turning the heat on. Learn to cook, and never eat out. Sell that car. You own it outright? We don’t believe you, but if you do that’s even better and will take a significant chunk out of any credit card debt you owe. Buy a bike or take the bus. Live the life of a Kosovar refugee until you eliminate that balance. A few months or even years as an ascetic beats the hell out of a lifetime as a credit card company’s sharecropper.

If you haven’t yet incurred credit card debt, the austere lifestyle above is what awaits you if you do. The only question is whether you want to compress it into as little time as possible, or spread the pain out over a lifetime.

The mantra will never get old nor obsolete: Buy assets, sell liabilities. The two aren’t purely symmetrical, however. Assets, those wonderful constructs that enrich you, are somewhat optional. Liabilities, in all their impoverishing glory, are not. You have to pay them, one way or another.

The fewer liabilities you have – e.g. a credit card balance that’s enriching the issuer while rendering you worse than broke – the less capacity you have for buying assets that will ultimately keep you out of poverty.

There appears to be no consensus on which culture the following proverb supposedly originates from – Chinese, Songhai, perhaps Aztec – but it applies here in spades:

“The best time to plant a tree is 20 years ago. The second-best time is now.”

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Lung cancer is an effective means for killing 1.3 million people every year. Fun symptoms include shortness of breath, abdominal pain, and fatigue. Many lucky patients also enjoy profound weight loss, and even deformed fingernails. Pain in the bones, metastasis to the kidneys and lymph nodes, skin that turns grey…lung cancer is something you’re probably going to want to shun, unless you’re a masochist of historic order.

Control Your Cash isn’t above dispensing occasional unsolicited amateur medical advice. You want to know the best way to avoid lung cancer? A way that’ll reduce your chances by at least 90%, assuming you want to avoid spending your declining years bedridden and praying for the sweet release of death?

Never start smoking.

Hopefully you’re not looking for a more intricate answer, because that’s as complex as this one gets.

You can figure out where we’re going with this. If you want to avoid being indebted to credit card companies for the rest of your life, don’t take that first drag. Don’t buy that first pack. (Or if you do, at least pay for it with cash.)

Here’s a radical concept: buy what you can afford. Credit card companies aren’t responsible for your dismal financial situation, any more than the guy behind the 7-Eleven counter will be responsible for you coughing up blood 20 years from now.

How many possible excuses can there be for incurring credit card debt? “I didn’t know how much the stuff cost”? “It just kind of crept up on me”? “It’s the retailers’ fault for making me want it so much”? Read the freaking price tag. You can’t be so easily swayed as to look at the minimum payment listed on your monthly statement and find it palatable, if you’re carrying a $6775 balance. Or even if you’re carrying a $200 balance.

We’d reprint the relevant passages of a typical credit card agreement here, but if you didn’t read your agreement when you received your card and started incurring debt, you’re not going to read it now. Just understand that the moment you fail to pay your balance in full, you’re on the road to cheating yourself, your posterity, and your planet. Incurring debt that you can’t pay is the act of a child, not an adult; a parasite, not a worker.

Credit is a privilege, a word that’s been largely equated with “right” in recent years. Not only does nobody owe you anything, nobody even owes you the means for owing other people. (Which is a good thing. One of the best ways to avoid credit troubles is to be ineligible for them in the first place.)

When credit cards were invented in the 1960s, they were status symbols. We’re not referring to the American Express black card. We mean the now-lowly green one. And for years, the issuers enjoyed a modest business charging interest to the kind of profligate people who found it gauche to pay for restaurant meals with cash. The credit card companies didn’t bother selling to middle- and low-class people, the argument being that those people didn’t have enough money to be customers.

It took a while, but the credit card companies eventually figured out that you don’t need to be rich for them to profit off you. All you needed was the capacity for earning something, somewhere down the road, and the law of large numbers would take care of the rest. Which it has, and beautifully.

In recent months, Americans who bought too much on credit engaged en masse in our national pastime – whining about their situation. Which resulted in a compliant political establishment requiring credit card companies to lower their rates. This was a classic example of Washington bipartisanship, a noun which when applied to domestic policy means “responsible people are about to get punished.”

Like almost all laws, the one capping credit card interest rates led to unintended consequences worse than the trouble that prompted the law. With their potential profit reduced, credit card companies simply stopped offering cards to high-risk customers. Many of those high-risk customers will still find their credit, even if it’s being offered by people who understand physical violence better than they do legal procedure.

But regardless, the credit card companies still have to make up the shortfall somehow. Which can mean universal user fees, penalties for prompt payment, even cancellation for people who committed the sin of paying their accounts in full every month. To the responsible credit card carrier, this means a reduced opportunity to ride free on the backs of people who refuse to Control Their Cash. But it’s also a chance to strip away preconceptions. Imagine if credit cards didn’t exist. You’d save up to pay for stuff with cash, or at least with collateral.

And how is that worse than paying a creditor every month?

McDonald’s: Luxury Dining

Meet this week’s three guests of honor: At their maxima, these suet inhalers weighed 1035 pounds, 980 pounds, and 850 pounds respectively.

Kenneth Brumley (fl. 2009)

Renee Williams (1977-2007)

Billy Robbins (d. 2010, to estimate it conservatively)

That’s a total of 2,865 pounds. The New York Knicks’ entire roster is listed at 2,585 pounds, notwithstanding that pro athletes notoriously overstate their sizes.

So what does controlling your appetite have to do with Controlling Your Cash? Tons.

Mr. Brumley, the late Mrs. Williams, and Mr. Robbins (or as his overbearing mama calls him, “my titty baby”) have one thing in common. (Aside from unwashed genitalia, dizzying sloth, and toenails that appear to have been grafted on from some reptilian genus.) Each at least partly blames the preponderance and ubiquity of fast food for somehow contributing to their size.

None of the three appears to have (or in Ms. Williams’ case, to have had) much money. Which enables them to use the same excuse that millions of slightly-less-disgusting corpulent people use while stuffing their faces and doing their darnedest to drag our nation’s average lifespan down – some variation on “fast food is cheap, it’s all I can afford, curse Wendy’s and Burger King for making their unhealthy food taste so good and cost so little.”

To quote a British tabloid,

Only deliveries of fast food from (Mr. Brumley’s) partner Serena break the monotony of the day. Because of this weakness for junk food, Kenneth is among 2 million Americans who are over (560 pounds).

Mr. Brumley certainly has plenty of weaknesses: his life appears to consist of nothing but. The implication seems to be that if Serena were spending a little more money to make runs to The Cheesecake Factory or Joe’s Crab Shack, Mr. Brumley’s weight might be – oh, somewhere down in the neighborhood of three digits.

As of this writing, a fresh whole chicken at a local Food4Less goes for 67¢/lb. If it takes 5 ounces of chicken to make a decent entrée, that’s 21¢. Pasta costs maybe $1.19/lb. Half a pound constitutes a pretty generous serving, which would be 60¢. Throw 4 ounces of reduced-fat sauce on there, out of a $3, 2-lb. bottle, that’s another 38¢. Remember water? Depending on where you live, it can be either heavenly out of the tap (Juneau) or straight-up brackish (Detroit). If your water tastes like the latter, get a Brita filter and the price of your water will go up about .0005¢ a glass amortized over the life of the filter.

So dinner costs $1.09, maybe $1.09005 if you filter the water.

Here’s another:

At the neighborhood Wal-Mart, a gallon of non-fat milk routinely costs $2. The store’s equivalent of Cheerios (the healthiest cereal available that isn’t sold exclusively in vegan co-ops peopled by patrons who talk about their chakras and think that all Mahmoud Ahmedinejad needs to calm him down is some yoga) runs about $3 a box.
The price of frozen concentrated orange juice is flexible, but usually costs something like $1.50 for a 12-ounce can.
Eggs are about $1/dozen. Bagels, $3/dozen.
Louis Rich/Oscar Meyer turkey bacon, which tastes better than and has one-quarter the fat of pork bacon (and doesn’t involve slaughtering animals that are as intelligent and affectionate as dogs) costs ~$2.50 for 14 slices.

On a per-use basis at home, pepper, salt, spices and cooking spray are too cheap to meter.

So for a fairly indulgent breakfast consisting of

  • 1 pint of milk (25¢)
  • a bowl of Wal-Mart off-brand cheerios (30¢)
  • a blueberry bagel (50¢)
  • 1 pint of orange juice ($1)
  • a 6-egg-white omelet (50¢)
  • 4 slices of bacon (71¢)

…you’d pay $3.26.

A quick examination at the local McDonald’s shows that you’d get barely a 24-ounce orange juice for that price. If you wanted the protein available in 6 egg whites – say from 6 Eggs McMuffin – you’d pay 12 times what you’d pay to make a homemade egg-white omelet. To stay as healthy as possible, you’d also have to eat your way around the yolks and pretend the eggs weren’t fried in grease and slathered with butter, either.

Hell, you can even break up the home-cookin’ as 2 meals; a $1.05 carb-laden one before the gym, and a $2.21 one full of protein and fiber after: as long as you’re the kind of person who doesn’t sit in bed all day growing chins and testing the limits of Newton’s gravitational constant.

We’re not here to bash McDonald’s for gauging customers: far from it, especially since gauging doesn’t exist (if you don’t like the prices, don’t buy the product.) Furthermore, if you’re driving through a town like Tonopah, Nevada, and don’t have a multi-element hot plate and a fridge in your glove box, a smoke-free McDonald’s owned by a franchisee who has to practice quality control to keep his franchise is probably going to be the finest available restaurant within several leagues.

The point of this post is to disabuse fatties of the notion that their caloric intake is directly correlated to their financial situation. If anything, there’s an inverse correlation: beyond a certain baseline, the more you have to economize on your meals, the healthier you should eat.

A Fun Comparison

Compare popular credit card programs

Is it better to get cash back or airline miles when choosing a credit card?

Let’s compare:

Discover
-1% cash back (5% on gas)
-no annual fee
-medical assistance
-valuable document delivery

American Express
-1 airline mile for each $1
-$95 annual fee
-online transfers to most frequent flyer accounts
-extended warranty (doubles manufacturer’s warranty)
-purchase protection
-emergency check cashing
-overnight card replacement.

Discover also lets you choose 1 mile for every $1 you spend, in lieu of cash back. Both cards offer fraud protection, travel assistance, luggage assistance, car rental insurance and flight accident insurance.

Assuming you put all your day-to-day expenses on your Discover card (of course, you’re paying it off every month) and you spend $24,000 annually with 10% of that being gas, you’d get $336 back.

With American Express, you’d get 24,000 miles which translates to about $240 in travel credit. Also, there might be $25-$50 in fuel charges for using frequent flyer miles.

Discover wins by $191-$241, with a few catches. Far more merchants accept American Express, especially outside the US. Add the ability to save your miles without expiration* and the purchase protection/double warranty, and I still choose American Express.

*In 2007 I flew to Australia and last month to Hawaii, using miles to upgrade from coach to first class both times.