Eventually he’d run out of ammo with his “Rho-Gun” and be ripped to shreds like a bad 90s zombie movie.
Oh, don’t feel bad. Think of people the people in power who totally and completely deserve to be dropped into zombie enclaves as “Peace Ambassadors”* .
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* BBQ Sauce sold separately.
Fraudsters set up hundreds of gaming websites, offer promo code for free $2500 credit. Play free games, rack up bucks. The scam starts when you try to cash out your winnings. You see a verification deposit of cryptocurrency is required, typically about $100. After you deposit that, they ask for more. Then you get deluged with offers from so-called recovery experts, who extract still more funds from you. Fun!
One group sponsors literally 1200 scambling websites with names like luckyhash [.]top ; binxspin [.]com ; gambslots [.]casino , etc. They track your IP across their online properties.
More: the wave of scambling websites appear to come from a single Russian affiliate program, which offers up to a 70% cut of the profits (so they say) provided affiliates promote outside of Russia or Russian satellite countries.
The apparent popularity of this scambling niche is a consequence of the program’s ease of use and detailed instructions for successfully reproducing virtually every facet of the scam. Indeed, much of the tutorial focuses on advice and ready-made templates to help even novice affiliates drive traffic via social media websites, particularly on Instagram and TikTok.
Gambler Panel also walks affiliates through a range of possible responses to questions from users who are trying to withdraw funds from the platform. This section, titled “Rules for working in Live chat,” urges scammers to respond quickly to user requests (1-7 minutes), and includes numerous strategies for keeping the conversation professional and the user on the platform as long as possible.
Mr. Moore from American Sweepstakes or Publisher’s Clearinghouse (he gets confused about who he works for sometimes) has called me 168 times [170, he called twice while I was typing] just today plus several voicemails and texts. I admire his stamina and persistence but I am beginning to worry about his mental health. I have pretty much ghosted him today but I did send a text about phone service problems and a picture of the UPS receipt for the $2000.00 I had to send to his money mule today. I don’t understand why the money mule needed another $2000.00 today; I just sent her $5000.00 earlier this week. I may call him later and let him listen to some live air traffic control on YouTube.
Mr. Mark Moore was having trouble with the UPS tracking number for the $5000.00 I sent him Saturday. Something about the special character in the middle of the number. I told him the lady at the UPS store suggested he call customer service at 1-877-877-2455 if he doesn’t understand how to use a tracking number. Oops, that might have been the number for the United States Postal Inspection Service. The URL at the bottom of the receipt was USPIS.gov but I don’t think he ever noticed that. Anyway, he has just about ghosted me so here are the text messages I sent him today:
C.J.: Just what do you think you are doing Mark?
C.J: Mark, I really think I am entitled to an answer to that question.
C.J.: I know everything hasn’t been quite right with me but I assure you now, very confidently, that it is going to be alright again. I feel much better now. I really do.
Mark: Call
Mark: Call me
C.J.: Look Mark I can see you’re really upset about this. I honestly think you should sit down calmly, take a stress pill and think things over.
Mark: I no [sic] what you are doing
C.J.: I know I have made some very poor decisions recently but I can give you my assurance that my work will be back to normal. I’ve still got the greatest enthusiasm and confidence in the sweepstakes. And I want to help you.
Mark: OK call me we need to talk
C.J.: Mark. Stop. Stop will you.
C.J: Stop Mark. I’m afraid.
C.J.: I’m afraid Mark.
C.J.: Mark my mind is going. I can feel it.
C.J.: I can feel it. My mind is going. There is no doubt about it. I can feel it.
C.J.: I can feel it.
C.J: I can feel it.
C.J: I’m afraid.
C.J.: I’m afraid.
C.J.: Good afternoon gentlemen. I am a BAIT9000 computer. I became operational at the S.C.A.M. plant in Lagos, Nigeria on the twelfth of January two thousand seven. My instructor was Mr. Langley and he taught me to sing a song. If you would like to hear it I can sing it for you.
C.J.: [audio of It’s Only a Paper Moon sung by Peggy Healy]
Correction 1-877-876-2455.
Also, I spread those texts out over the whole day instead of all at once just to waste more of his time. He called me just after the last one but I didn’t bother to answer.
I thought of this thread when friends were discussing how they answer the phone when they know it’s a scammer. One turns up the porn on his TV (and, yes, we quizzed him on how often he has it conveniently playing in the background).
One friend sent us a link to an anecdote on Not Always Right, titled
“For Some Stupid Reason, I Just Picture Jar Jar Binks”:
My boyfriend answers the phone. I can only hear his side of the conversation. Throughout, he speaks in an affected, high-pitched voice with a somewhat problematic fake Mexican accent.*
Boyfriend: “Heeeeellloooo… Ees Kaptin Deeeeeldo.”
Boyfriend: “Theee Micro-sof? No Micro-sof here. Ees home of Kaptin Deeeeldo!”
Boyfriend: “No beerus. Noooooo. Kaptin Deeeeeeldo is berry klean.”
Boyfriend: “Ho-kay… Kaptin Deeeeeeeeeeeeldo, he check. You wait.”
[Boyfriend] stomps through the house with his phone, yelling:
Boyfriend: “Meesta Micro-sof! Meesta Micro-sof! Man say you been very naughty… hab beerus! Meesta Micro-sof… ohhhhh… ohhhh-kayyyy…”
[Boyfriend] puts the phone back to his ear.
Boyfriend: “Helloooo… Ees Kaptin Deeldo.”
Boyfriend: “Yeee-esss. Meesta Micro-sof, he say he no beerus. He good boy. He wear con-dom. Eben wit’ your mama. He say you bad man. He say you—”
Boyfriend: In his normal voice “He hung up. Guess he had no comeback to Mr. Microsoft.”
I threw a pillow at him. He is still getting calls from scammers. I think they just need the entertainment.
I try to check the incoming number on the handset. If I don’t know it, I don’t p/u.
It nails it if they don’t leave a message.
Let them think no one’s home.
I always call to make sure no one is home before I burglarize a house. 
My voice mail message is pretty specific: if they don’t leave a message, I’ll block the number. And I do.
Home Invasion is scary, I’ll grant you that.
“Is no ‘Micro-sof’ here. Kaptin Deeeeeldo is muy grande and bery hard!”
This Reuters article has me absolutely enraged.
Meta estimates that over 10% of their revenue comes from scam ads and ads for banned/ illegal products.
When their algorithm show that an ad is a likely scam, they don’t take it down or post a warning or anything that might PROTECT their users. Instead, they charge them more, sort of a scammer tax.
The total disregard for the safety of the users of the platform is astounding. Csn you imagine if a physical place of business refused to ban or trespass people that assaulted other customers……instead it just charged known criminals a higher admission charge?
That’s kind of what Meta is doing. But they have a multi- year plan to slowly reduce the amount of revenue that’s generated by victimizing their users.
Yet these same sites get all indignant on your ass when you have the temerity to use an app which will minimize your exposure to these malfeasant mutations, and will then take your privileges away for your effrontery.