Image by Delfi Jingles via Flickr Ok. It’s a gorgeous Canada Day weekend – brilliantly sunny skies (except for the thunder-boomer last night), a bit of a breeze, ankle-high thick lawn that’s cool and silky between my toes. The fireworks on Friday night were spectacular. But miscreants never sleep. Thank goodness for the good folks from some down-market town in India who keep calling to tell me in excited tones that they’ve detected an evil virus infecting my computer. The first time, I was polite and said, no thanks. I’ve read about this scam in the Toronto Star. “Where are you calling from?” “Um. Toronto.” “What’s the nearest intersection?” Click. The second time, I asked for his name and telephone number. He said his…

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