These events aren’t related at all.
Many years ago I applied for a medical marijuana card in a state where I was just visiting, which requires a federal background check. I was visiting many states during a year-long roadtrip—for travel, for sightseeing, for relaxation.
I was vaping weed back then to help me sleep, due to insomnia from my PTSD. One day, before my MMJ card had been approved, I got so high off of weed that I phoned a family member and told them I had found a way to make a million dollars in only a few weeks.
Because MMJ requires a federal background check, no doubt my cell phone calls and emails were tapped.
What happens next, I could write an entire book. Thus began a month-long FBI civ ob nightmare.