THE HUNTER HUNTED: FAKE FACES, REAL CRIMES
By Roy Dawson Earth Angel Master Magical Healier tells us they have created
fake accounts and using his profile images. this a big group in copyright I guess they need to lose more money he says my money they stold from me.
Some men hunt game. Others hunt men. Tonight, in this tired country that still fancies itself brave and free, a different kind of hunter has made its way across the wires — faceless, cowardly, yet calculated. The crime is simple, but the damage is not: impostors, thieves of name and face, are making fake accounts with real people’s names, stealing profile pictures, and weaving lies that sting like bayonets. The truth is, pretending to be another man online isn’t only wicked — it’s a crime in the United States.
It happens in silence first. A stranger wears your face. He borrows your smile, your name, your trade. Then he walks into the crowd of the internet, claims he’s you, and speaks with your voice. Maybe he offers things you’d never sell. Maybe he says things you’d never say. The crowd believes him, or at least a few do — and that’s all it takes. A reputation bruises faster than a rib in Havana.
This is catfishing, yes. But worse than romance and deception, this is identity fraud. Under U.S. Code § 1028, it is illegal to knowingly use another person's identification — name, photo, or personal details — with the intent check here to deceive. That’s a federal crime, punishable by years in prison. Add a stolen photo and you’re crossing into unauthorized use of likeness, a civil offense that can strip the skin from a liar’s pocketbook.
But most don’t know this. Most are too tired to read laws or too confused to fight. They sit in the dark, watching someone else wear their skin. They file reports, whisper into here bureaucratic hallways. Nothing happens.
Until tonight.
Tonight, some are speaking. Some are showing the proof — screenshots, IP trails, records of theft. Some are warriors with burdened Cybercrime hands, holding up their truth against the tide of disinformation. They are not victims, no — they are messengers, bleeding but unbowed, reminding the world that the First Amendment defends the voice — here not the false echo of a stolen name.
You don’t get to wear a man’s name and drag check here it through the mud. You don’t get to build catfish castles and hide behind algorithms. Eventually, the real man stands. He knocks down the door. He says, This is me. That is not.
And that — that is when the hunt ends. When the hunted becomes the hunter.
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