Thursday, September 10, 2015


My Dear Son:

As you are experiencing by being a victim of identity theft at the moment, it is my wish to soften the blow, if possible.

Kudos to you for hanging in there and working with the security experts in trying to recover your account for two days in a row. You have expended the elbow grease in attempting to right this wrong, and you have been very courageous.

If hackers had any idea about how many manpower hours were spent in an already struggling economy trying to undo what they had done—well, not that they would care, right? Unless, perhaps, it happened to them. I think it would be nice if every hacker could experience his own medicine about something very important to him—at least once. Would he change his ways? Perhaps—if he realized he’d only in essence robbed himself. I’ll save that explanation for the next letter.

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