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Stealing Your Life: The Ultimate Identity Theft Prevention Plan The charismatic forger immortalized in the film Catch Me If You Can exposes the astonishing tactics of today's identity theft criminals and offers powerful strategies to thwart them based on his second career as an acclaimed fraud-fighting consultant. Consider these sobering facts:
When Frank Abagnale trains law enforcement officers around the country about identity theft, he asks officers for their names and addresses and nothing more. In a matter of hours he can obtain everything he would need to steal their lives: Social Security numbers, dates of birth, current salaries, checking account numbers, the names of everyone in their families, and more. This illustrates how easy it is for anyone from anywhere in the world to assume our identities and in a matter of hours devastate our lives in ways that can take years to recover from. Considering that a fresh victim is hit every four seconds, Stealing Your Life is the reference everyone needs by an unsurpassed authority on the latest identity theft schemes. | |||||||||||||||
Abagnale offers dozens of concrete steps to transform anyone from an easy mark into a hard case that criminals are likely to bypass:
Brimming with anecdotes of creative criminality that are as entertaining as they are enlightening, Stealing Your Life is the practical way to shield yourself from one of today's most nefarious and common crimes. Chapter 1 Anthony Dwight Stone was perfectly happy being Anthony Dwight Stone, for all of his first thirty - one years. This sense of contentment continued right up until the day, a few years ago, when he learned that Thomas Earl Batts had decided to also become Anthony Dwight Stone, and the world got a little too crowded. The real Anthony Stone was driving through Nash County, North Carolina, when he was stopped for speeding. When his license was inspected, the police gave him the news that he was wanted for drug possession. Geez, he said, they had to be kidding. They weren't, and he got tossed in jail for the night. Then the police showed him a picture that was supposedly him. It was of a man with his hair coiled in braids and a stomach that ran on forever who easily weighed three hundred pounds; Stone boasted curly hair and weighed 170, tops. He recognized the man right away. That was Thomas Earl Batts, his sister's boyfriend. Being his sister's boyfriend had made it pretty easy for Batts to gather the necessary information - Social Security number and a few other key facts - and slip into Anthony Stone's identity. And it certainly changed Anthony Stone's view of what sisters are for. As it turned out, Stone said, Batts had quietly appropriated Stone's identity some ten years earlier and had been living right alongside him, using credit cards in Stone's name to buy various necessary and unnecessary merchandise. He had gone and gotten a loan in Stone's name to purchase a house. And out of force of bad habit, he had built up a tidy little rap sheet. None of this was a good thing for Anthony Stone. Batts, for instance, didn't bother to keep current with his credit. But then, what did he care? He wasn't really Anthony Stone. And so the real Anthony Stone found himself branded as a congenital loser. He had an impossible time getting credit - any credit. "Doors of all kind were shut in my face," he said. He'd apply for a job and would be promptly turned down; once he found work and, after a lagging credit check, was whisked right out of a company car. When he belatedly got around to applying to college, he got nothing but rejections, since his sketchy credit and criminal misdeeds weren't quite what the admissions people had in mind for their incoming class. It didn't seem to matter that it wasn't his credit record or his criminal record. "I'd get into my apartment and get a notice six or seven times that I was evicted," he said. "I felt like life had stopped." It took years to untangle the mess. And Anthony Stone had to wonder, what if it happened again? Which is why he went to court and changed his name to Stone Tyler, essentially ceding his old identity to the dustbin. At the same time, he applied for a new Social Security number. He was laughed at and told it couldn't be done, but he ultimately did get it done. "Basically, you can't get your Social Security number changed unless it's life - threatening," he said. Tyler, who lives in Durham, North Carolina, at last got into college and found a job with Blue Cross Blue Shield. Batts served a brief jail sentence, and that was it. For many people, the metamorphosis that Stone Tyler chose - new name, new Social Security number - might seem like an extreme response to an admittedly awful situation, and I wouldn't recommend going quite that far. But from where he sat he saw no choice. This con was just too much for him. His rude ordeal taught this young man, who had been leading an unremarkable life in North Carolina, that he lived in a new world in which all identities are at risk and, in essence, are in play. I know cons, and right away I saw that this one was going to be the sweetest of all. For the past thirty - two years, ever since forsaking my foolish teenage infatuation with perpetrating swindles, I've been a professional expert in how to prevent fraud. Nearly twenty years ago, as I was busy trying to help banks and businesses stop the spiraling increase in rubber checks and wily embezzlement schemes, it became obvious to me that a brand - new fraud, still in its formative stages and without even a clarifying name, was destined to overwhelm all the others as the clear crime of choice. In fact, it was a crook's dream come true, the sort of surefire caper that makes a career criminal glad he ignored his mother's advice and picked the wrong side of the law. Years before, I would never have guessed that it could even be invented, for it was the most incredible but also the simplest crime ever perpetrated. And if I manage to live forty more years, it will remain the simplest crime ever committed - and the most profitable. This festering crime is what we now know as identity theft, the wholesale lifting of someone's identity for illicit gain. It's stealing that identity, then using it to access a person's bank account, their personal information, and their personal finances. It's becoming someone else for the bucks. Why did I think it contained such enormous promise for thieves? First of all, it is elementary to pull off. If you have my name, my date of birth, and my Social Security number, that's pretty much all you need in order to become me. It takes very little investment capital. A phone and a cheap computer will get you started. If you want to write phony checks, you'll need a few vital tools like a blow - dryer, cake pans, and a common household chemical. You can pick them up at your nearest discount drugstore, and no one will be the wiser.
Copyright © 2007 by Frank W. Abagnale About the Author Frank W. Abagnale is the author of the bestselling memoir Catch Me If You Can and The Art of the Steal. He works closely with the FBI and corporations around the world as an expert on counterfeiting and document security. He lives in the Midwest. More by Frank W. Abagnale |
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