Yesterday I signed up for your Associates program, which theoretically will monetarily reward me when my imaginary readers follow links to your website and make purchases. I recognize that this was my choice. You didn't seek me out or coerce me, in any way, to sign up for this program. It was all my idea. Remember I said that part.
I'm mad at you, amazon. You have appealed to the basest, greediest, most selfish part of my nature. You held out the delicious carrot of monetary reward, and I bit. I sold out. I heard the siren song of earning up to 15% on qualifying purchases when folks click on my links, and I hopped on that bandwagon. And now, I feel like I've betrayed my faithful readers and my principles and everything I once held dear. I know what you're thinking, amazon. If I'm truly suffering from that much guilt, why don't I just change my mind? It's not too late to back out. I haven't posted any links yet, after all. But I'm weak. Any my greed outweighs my guilt, in this case.
Here's what I hope comes out of this decision: I hope that I manage to integrate these amazon links in normal ways, ways that make sense to the overall purpose of the opinions and don't distract or alienate folk. I hope that somehow, sometime, someone gets something useful from our new partnership (although I'm not supposed to call it a partnership, according to the terms and conditions of our agreement--sorry). And I hope that if it's wretched and horrible and painful for my peeps out there, that they speak up and speak out and put a stop to the distracting madness. And I hope if that happens, amazon, you'll forgive me for running a democratic blog and kicking you to the curb. And if I let my greedy side contribute something here, I also hope that people link through me to make huge purchases from you so that I can rake in the dough.
You know I love you, right, amazon? I mean I've spent enough time with you buying things for me and others and drooling over things I don't need. You're my go-to for most anything purchasable on the interwebs. Even if I plan to buy in person, I like to see what you can tell me about what I'm interested in. You're good people. You do good work. So I really hope we can make this work, amazon--because somehow even though I know I'm completely the one to blame--I'm still a little mad at you. Maybe I'll stop being mad when the big, fat checks start rolling in.
Your newest non-partner,