The Fallacy of Identity Theft
I hate the term “identity theft.”
As far as I know, no one can steal my identity. Even if my bank account number, my credit card number and all my passwords are stolen, I am fairly confident that I will still be me and the thief will be a different person.
Yes, the criminal will be masquerading as me. But anyone who knows me–my husband, my children, my colleagues, my doorman, my employer–will not be fooled. If “I” was actually stolen, I believe that would be called a kidnapping.
The entities that would be fooled by a masquerader are ones that don’t really know me: my bank, my credit card company, places where I do online or offline shopping. Maybe they should have done a better job figuring out who I was before parting with my money or their goods.
