Hah. I knew the Canadian government was fraudulent! listens to earpiece I mean, yeah! I fucking hate Doonesbury! listens to earpiece … diet books?
I got one of his books from the library, specifically the one that addressed prescription drugs. Now, as a pharmacist, I knew what drugs he was talking about, but throughout the book, he never named any of them - only the classes! 
You had to go on his subscription-only website to find out what they actually were.
Whenever I run across one of his books in a thrift store that catalogs their books by type, I get gleeful chuckles by moving Trudeau’s books from the non-fiction to the fiction section. If the fiction section is typed by genre, I choose science fiction/fantasy.
Good riddance, you evil motherfucker.
It might have worked had he not then tried to sell the judge a quickly mocked up copy of “Prayer techniques that ‘They’ don’t want you to know about!”
It’s a secret they don’t want you to know about!
Point of clarification. “Math Magic” is pretty awesome to listen to. Arthur Benjamin is not a charlatan:
Here’s one video out there.
Now back to our regular schedule programe.
Kevin Trudeau is a piece of shit who deserves to be miserable.
In some ways I don’t get people like Trudeau (which I guess is a good thing). It seems pretty obvious that he’d have been a successful salesman in any legitimate business and yet he kept doing the shady stuff, even after multiple run-ins with the law.
This is what gets me the most. Yes, obviously, when a book full of medical advice turns out to be full of fraudulent and awful medical advice, the worst thing that could happen to the person who bought it is that they lost $30. Of course. And if I wrote a book teaching people how to fly, and it didn’t work, obviously the worst thing that could happen is that they were ripped off. Obviously, nobody would be harmed in attempting to fly and not being able to.
This asshole’s gonna get his colonics in prison, all right… The fact that it’s so damn hard to nail people for administering treatment which is known not to work - or even to stop them from doing it to patients who should know better but don’t - is fucking shameful.
Maybe, maybe not. Trudeau’s selling technique was pretty much a one-trick pony of trying to convince you that *someone *was keeping you down/fat/indebt/unhealthy. You can pull that off in legitimate business a few times but will flop in the long haul.
Will you? It is similar to the well-established FUD strategy, isn’t it?
Which can work for a corporation a few times, but can wear thin fast. On an individual salesman level it will fall apart, many times before you can make an established customer out of your ‘mark’.
It is amazing that anyone pays him any attention whatsoever.
Volume!
Actually it was a physicist…
I must be a PHYSICIST too-I “do” models in my head all the time. 
I went through a near-exact-same thought process, except at first glance I thought it said Kevin Sorbo was going to prison.
I think it’s not completely about the sale. It’s partly about “slapping” someone and them not even realizing it. The secret thrill of the con. Knowing you got over on the sucker.
Story time!:
I met a young man once, very smart, coulda had a degree in chemical engineering from a major university. Maybe he was lying, but he knew how to correctly pronounce the chemical name of MDMA/Molly (3,4-methylenedioxy-N-methylamphetamine)). And he knew how to make it.
Anyways, to me he was outwardly a well spoken, intelligent young man. He ended up going on the road selling magazines door to door. He was very slick. In his thirties, he looked like he was in his late teens to early twenty’s in the way he did his hair, shaved, clothes he wore, body posture, speaking tone, words he used, whole nine yards. Very polite. Very nice. And he’d make a couple hundred a DAY selling magazines door to door. He was actually a crew leader which means he got his take and part of his crews’.
In any case, he used to refer to selling magazines as slapping people with them. As in “I slapped that old lady four times, bam bam bam bam and I’m walking out with 90 in cash.” He didn’t believe in what he was selling, he didn’t care at all, you could just see his eyes light up when he “slapped” someone out of their rent or utility or social security money. It was the thrill of getting over on them. For him, it seemed almost sexual and he was jazzed by what he was doing. To him, it wasn’t hard work, even though if you think about it, it was. Flop house hotel rooms with three or four other people, long hours, cheap food. He did not care, as long as he got to run his con.
Of course there was more to his story, but for purposes of this anecdote, my point is that I think Trudeau couldn’t walk away from that almost sexual feeling of getting one over on suckers. It wasn’t purely about money, it was partly about a secret mental dominance game.
It HAD to be a con, or it didn’t deliver the thrill.
Regards,
-Bouncer-
The T-shirt sales? That’s the sweetest plum!
This makes me so happy!!! I am actually related to someone who fell for his stupid shit and it pissed me off to no end when I learned about it.