I was recently reminded of a childhood gamemy friends and I used to play in the forests near where I grew up. I’dstand near the edge of the tree line, holding a burlap sack, while myfriends snuck into the underbrush looking for snipes.You had to be really quiet, see, because those critters would scareeasily. You had to have patience too; sometimes you’d be standing therefor hours in your snipe-catching crouch. On more than one occasion itseemed my friends got lost in their hunt, and as dusk turned intoevening, I’d have to head home empty-handed, before my parents startedwondering where I was.
I was a gullible kid.
In much the same way, many people these days are being misled bymessages they receive about threats on their computer. But where theworst that came of our snipe-hunting adventures was wariness of what myfriends would tell me, believing these messages can...
