I relish testing shaky notions for myself, and so I trundled into our dauntless publisher's office, waved a wad of disturbing Internet printouts at him, and asked if I might call one on the newspaper's behalf. Perhaps someday I, too, like Zorn of the Tribune, might blow big bucks on a gallant crusade for the truth. Yes, that's right, the Dominican Republic, where folks still play baseball for less than a million dollars a year. Call me there if you see my ex-wife out at the mall. Just don't call collect.
All scams depend on the gullibility of the consumer.
If you're in doubt, don't call any telephone number you don't recognize.