I Paid a Fake “James Patterson” $20K—What Happened Next Will Shock You!
And the other goal? I could prove that my mother was wrong. Sadly, she passed away years ago, so she’ll never know how gleeful I will be to finally win an argument with her. On the day she was wrong, I was ten years old and my sister was eight. My sister had smacked me. I smacked her back. Mom got upset. She yelled at my sister for smacking me, and me for smacking my sister. I explained that my assault was justified: my sister had smacked me first. Mom said – and I’ll never forget this – “two ‘wrongs’ never make a ‘right.’” Even after all these years, it still nagged me. Can two wrongs never – never? – make a right? “Never” is a long time. What if I could do an experiment to show that Mom was misguided? After all, I had access to the best place to look for wrongness: a steady infusion of emails from scammers. All I needed was the next fake famous author to send me a pitch.
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