That's not my understanding of it.

I don't believe in karma. Or some sort of invisible balancing force of justice in the universe. But I do believe they are low-lives. Almost guaranteed incapable of experiencing certain joys that decent, well-meaning people are. And their willingness to scam...means they're almost certainly chronic liars. To the point where they don't even know what the truth is anymore themselves. So they live in a world of fabrications made on the fly with their own mouths. They won't ever know the joy of a trusting relationship. Projecting their distrust on everyone they ever encounter in a constant state of paranoia. And adding one more "but what if he knows I know he knows" as they stack to the point of insanity. Then, periodically, they are filled with a sense of sheer panic as they realize they don't even know what is what in the world. Because they have deceived others, and therefore themselves, to such a habitual degree, they don't even have basic truths on which to function.

Grizzly bear was an impulsive anger expression. The Hellish existence above is actually highly probable. That's the scary truth of that path.

This is quite accurate to what I experienced. They got me in Philly. Was a college freshman. My gut said to walk away and I went against that. They were very convincing and skilled scammers. Had a full catalog with pictures and prices. They said their boss accidentally had given them one extra surround sound system and they had to ditch it before they finished their deliveries. Said I could easily turn around and sell it for more, showed me with photos and matching model number that it sold for $3000. Brand new sealed box and all. It felt immoral, but I was tired of being broke. I went to an ATM and it overdrew my account, I had just under $300 and that was the price. So, I gave them the last of my money and more...but that was okay because I was going to easily sell it for $1500 minimum. It royally screwed me. When I showed him it overdrew my account, the guy looked like he sort of felt bad. He probably assumed I was some rich kid. Then as I got the system and he got back in the van, the same guy scoffed and muttered something insulting, I think he called me a fucking idiot. I hope they were eaten alive by 800lb grizzly bears, ass-first.