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"If you’ve ever owned a domain name, the chances are good that at some point you’ve received a snail mail letter which appears to be a bill for a domain or website-related services. In reality, these misleading missives try to trick people into paying for useless services they never ordered, don’t need, and probably will never receive. Here’s a look at the most recent incarnation of this scam — #DomainNetworks — and some clues about who may be behind it."
This was more fun than I thought I'd have reporting it out.
https://krebsonsecurity.com/2023/07/whos-behind-the-domainnetworks-snail-mail-scam/
I don't have any tattoos. There's many reasons, mostly it's down to never finding any image or words that I felt represented me strongly enough to make a part of my body. But suddenly on a walk it hit me: the flower of the Southern Magnolia, symbolizing my mother.
She was a Southern girl who loved her children fiercely, tough as nails when she needed to be. If I have any positive qualities, I attribute most of them to her.
Magnolias are ancient, the very first flowers. And they have survived.
You want me to sum up everything I've learned about history in my life? Here goes:
It's more or less been 10,000 years of fancy lads in funny suits telling folks just like me that actually it's not that simple and we have to do reaction/slavery/violence/extraction for "reasons." Those reasons change, sometimes it's God's will, sometimes its the wrong end of a musket, but the fancy lads in funny suits insisting what's in your conscience is secretly wrong and you needa obey, are constant.