Amazon was curious, and with good reason: My wife had never before flown to Jakarta, Indonesia, and attempted to buy an audio book, so was this really her?
The request was made in an email, and it looked legit. It had genuine amazon.com email addresses, not amaz0n.biz or support-amizon.com.
But we all know that the scammers are ingenious. They can cloud the minds of mortal men in strange ways, hide their real email addresses, spoof their origin. They're like crooks who dress up as the mailman and come to the door with a genuine mail bag, the cap and everything, with a white van out in the street, and ask you to sign for a package. The dog hates him; must be real. Sign here? So you sign, not knowing you're transferring the title of your house.
I stared at the email as if it were a bomb. Ignore the email, and Amazon figures, "Well, we tried, we're going to let this guy in Jakarta order Prince Harry's book," and the guy in Jakarta shouts: "Yes! Finally, a firsthand account of palace intrigue and the chilly, dysfunctional interpersonal machinations of the royal family, narrated by one who knows!"
But if I click on the link to investigate, then the email launches a secret program that burrows into my wife's browser, steals all her passwords, installs a keystroke reader that sends everything she types into a Russian database and emails offers of Mexican Viagra to everyone she's ever met, starting with her kindergarten class.
So what can I do? I suppose I could set up a burner account on another computer, one that has no access to any information, then use a Virtual Private Network to pretend I'm actually in Amsterdam, and I'll use the WiFi at the coffee shop so they can't inject a virus into our router, take control of the smart lights and turn them off and on remotely just to taunt us.
Why? Because prudent behavior online is indistinguishable now from clinical paranoia.
I figured it was a scam. So I changed the password on her account, but not by clicking on any link. I made sure to block the screen from the window, in case anyone was in the back yard with night-vision goggles. There were no signs of any break-in on her account, although I'm not sure what that would look like. Perhaps if you go to a page selling nightstands, the pictures show them tipped over with the drawers pulled out.