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It's the summer of 1997 and I've just finished a shift at the restaurant. I run home to smoke some really bad weed out of my beautiful three and a half foot graphics glass bomb.

When I'm firmly in my own universe, I go to the kitchen to prepare my sacrament, donuts, and a family-sized bag of laced potato chips,

because you know, salty and sweet is a stoner's best treat.

I run upstairs to flip on my 24-inch RCA color TV.

In a pre-DVR universe, late-night basic cable was about as entertaining as it got.

And I, a young budding, mediocre comedy podcaster, was the master of this domain.

I knew every channel, every television show, every late-night show host, and every late night talk show guest. I didn't miss a moment of court TV or MTV. But this night was different. I saw her for the very first time. This woman. Who asked you to go out of town? The stupid young one or the married one? The married one. That's what I thought. Don't go, you hear me? Talking to dead people in a fake Jamaican accent. Michael, you really got yourself into trouble on that one, Frederick. Her name was Miss Cleo. She wasn't the first TV psychic, but she's one of the most notorious. The company she worked for, PRN, they made millions and millions of dollars using the image

of Miss Cleo to convince people to call and spend $3.99 a minute to get comforting words

about their dead loved ones from an absolute stranger on the other end of a landline.

It all ended in ruin, people got defrauded and she almost went to jail.

But Miss Cleo had laid the groundwork, bringing the ancient art of the psychic medium into the

mainstream. And this was just the beginning, because many followed, and today, psychics on TV

are a billion dollar business. If you don't know about the booming world of TV psychics, either did I.

I got back up this time. I'm Brian Green. Let's find out together after the break.

You make this rather snappy, won't you? I have some very heavy thinking to do before 10 o'clock.

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