After reading a recent article on the thrills of
cheating people out of money, I laughed. This
mysterious author doesn't seem to realize the irony of
God, people are stupid... or so this scammer says.
But really, the stupidity lies in the idiots who
think they can cruise through life at others'
expense. Think you're a smart guy? Look at the guys
at Enron. They thought they were pretty clever.
These men were top of their classes, 7-digit income
business leaders. You honestly think people are dumb
enough to let you slip through the cracks every time?
Too bad for you, and I personally will be the first to
laugh when you land in jail.
And WE are the greedy ones? Haha, don't get me
started. So basically, you're justifying something
illegal by saying that it is our fault that people
like you exist in the world. Hey, whatever helps you
sleep at night, right?
By the way, it might interest you to know that should
we ever find out who you are -- which believe me, is
entirely possible -- we could have you arrested. The
law is an interesting thing, huh?
But the truly ironic thing about this is -- WHYVILLE IS
NOT REAL LIFE! Oh wow, you have thousands of clams,
you can buy all the cartoon clothing you want!
WOO-HOO! Unless I missed something, clams do not
translate into dollars; so stop giving yourself so
much credit. God only knows how many hours someone so
pathetic as yourself has wasted cheating people out of
invisible, nonexistent money.
Maybe you consider Whyville to the ideal place for a
crime, maybe it gives you some rush that you committed
something so romantic as a perfect crime. You try to
prove to be so tough, turning yourself in... so
original! You think you can scare us by publishing
your article? Nevermind that you probably just read
some article in a magazine about Jack the Ripper in
London, how he sent in letters to a police station
giving clues about himself. Well, pin a rose on your
nose, you are so original! Ha, ha. Don't make me
laugh. Kind of lame that I know whom you are, and I know
you are not nearly as tough as you think.
Just know this. Sure, you may have hundreds of
accounts, hundreds of thousands of clams... but
really, what are you going to do with them? You
obviously just do it to laugh at the pain you cause,
thinking for a minute that your life has the slightest
significance to others. That is really the only
reason you commit these crimes, and you know it: to
convince yourself that you matter -- and that is the