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Fake Accounts

As regular readers (both of them) will know, I like to wind up Ghanaian love scammers and get them banned from Facebook.

Good news is that after a few months of inaction, Facebook is zapping fake accounts again - in fact, they have taken to warning me about fakes! They used to come back and say the account doesn't violate community standards. Now they zap them, almost on demand. It's very gratifying

Take, for example, the lovely Aminizia Don
Classic Busty Blonde looks - and lives in Ghana. Why is it almost always Ghana? I suspect that someone in Accra has made a killing and everyone wants to copy him


Aminizia's profile checks out - although I suspect that her first name is actually Donald.  Unlike her lovely compatriot, Smith Saint.  A brunette - makes a nice change.  One gets so tired of busty blondes.  Well, no, that isn't strictly true, but it does show a little bit more imagination on the part of my scammer.  Not often you meet an Ebenezer these days


Anyway, let's report to Facebook.  Click on the Profile, and select Find Support or Report Profile.  Depending on the scam, it's probably Pretending To Be Someone Fake And then Someone Who Doesn't Exist
They ask you to confirm - Don't forget to click Report Profile, because if you just click on Done, nothing will happen
Facebook have taken to mentioning that they are a bit short-handed They will do their best - Continue Anyway If they can't do it, they will probably send a message to say they can't
I'm pretty certain that trying to scam me out of $2000 is against community standards - tick that box!
So they have your report - over the next few hours, they will do their best to review it.  Don't panic if you don't hear anything
You can block your scammer if you like - I tend not to, because I like to see what happens.  If Facebook doesn't zap them, I might try again in a few days

So if you suspect a fake account, report, report, report!




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