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I work from home, and sometimes it gets boring and lonely, so recently I’ve taken to answering those Indian scammer calls on my headset and dragging them out as long as possible with increasingly bizarre antics.
Today I had one where the scammer was trying to get me to buy gift cards at a store and send him the codes so he could allegedly send me cash. I don’t even know what the scam was supposed to be—it was really poorly thought out on their end—but I played along.
After about 30 minutes of pretending I was incredibly incompetent—having all sorts of difficulty starting my car and getting to the store—I told the guy I had arrived at Walmart.
You could hear the excitement in his voice—this was a man who clearly had very little success doing this. I even played sound effects from YouTube videos I had open in a bunch of tabs so he could hear me parking, entering the store, etc.
“Yes, sir! Very good! Cannot wait—I can send you the cash!”
Then things got interesting.
I told him to hold on while I got the cards, explaining that I didn’t have any money. He became a bit concerned and said, “Please, sir, just buy the cards.”
Then, as loud as I could, right in his ear: “EVERYONE GET ON THE FUCKING GROUND! I’VE GOT A GUN!”
plays YouTube clip of people screaming
The guy lost it: “Oh my God, sir, what are you doing?! Oh my God! Oh my God! Please stop!”
Too late.
For about five minutes, I narrated a high-stakes robbery, complete with me losing my cool, gunshot sound effects, audio clips of women screaming, etc.
It was the most harrowing five minutes of this poor guy’s life, as he kept telling me to stop and just give him the card numbers quickly.
When it was over, I made sure to let him know that I got the cards and killed anyone who tried to stop me—just as he had asked.
Clearly nervous he would somehow be implicated in this robbery-turned–mass murder he facilitated overseas, he emphatically told me that he only wanted me to buy the cards and did not ask me to do any of this.
I ended with a police siren and me pretending to run away before screaming, playing the gunshot sound effects again, and abruptly ending the call.
I honestly don’t know why he stayed on the call as long as he did, considering how panicked he sounded at various points—maybe he thought I’d still give him the card numbers and PINs after the botched robbery—but I can’t imagine Mr. Patel will be scamming anyone for some time.
So—how did you guys spend your workday?
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If you're worried about ticks, put up an owl box.
The animal driving most Lyme disease in the eastern US is the white-footed mouse. Ticks that feed on them are far more likely to come away infected than ticks that feed on other animals. The bigger the local mouse population, the worse the next year's tick year.
A single barred owl pair raising chicks can take hundreds of rodents in a breeding season. Owls also don't carry Lyme. The bacterium can't survive their digestive tract, so an owl that eats an infected mouse is a dead end for the disease.
Researchers at the Cary Institute, the leading lab on Lyme ecology, have been explicit about this: "Landscapes that support predators have reduced Lyme disease risk."
One owl box on its own isn't going to fix a tick year. But a yard with owls, foxes, bobcats, and weasels in it has fewer mice, and a yard with fewer mice has fewer infected ticks.
If you have woods or fields nearby, a properly sized barn owl or screech owl box (different species, different ...
Alcohol and tobacco are available on every street corner.
Cigarettes proven to cause cancer. Alcohol proven to destroy the liver, the brain, the marriage, and the careful plans of an entire weekend.
Both legal. Both taxed. Both stocked at the petrol station.
Raw milk, on the other hand, sold by a farmer three miles down the road from a cow that has a name, must apparently be regulated as a public health threat.
The petrol station sells nicotine pouches, vodka, energy drinks containing seven grams of taurine and a kilogram of sugar, and an entire wall of ultra-processed snacks designed by chemists.
The farm gate down the lane sells a glass of milk. The same milk humans have been drinking for ten thousand years.
The petrol station is fine. The farm gate is the problem.
You can decide which of these your government is actually trying to protect you from.
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Raw milk is a nutritional powerhouse like no other. That’s why it’s illegal. They only want us ...
Activist: "Your cows are putting carbon into the atmosphere."
Farmer: "Where did they get it?"
Activist: "What?"
Farmer: "The carbon. Where did the cow get it before it put it anywhere."
Activist: "From... eating?"
Farmer: "From eating grass. And where did the grass get it."
Activist: "The soil?"
Farmer: "The air. The grass pulled it out of the air last spring. The cow ate the grass. The cow breathed some of it back out. It went back into the air it came from."
Activist: "But it's still going into the atmosphere."
Farmer: "It's going back. There's a difference between a thing going somewhere and a thing going back. You've described a circle and you're frightened of it."
Activist: "Then just don't have the cow."
Farmer: "The grass still dies in autumn. It rots where it falls. The carbon goes back into the air either way, just without anyone getting fed in the middle."
Activist: "It's not that simple."
Farmer: "It's grass, cow, breath, grass. Or it's grass, rot, air, grass. Same circle, fewer dinners. ...
