I thought about doing that, but can you really and truly run away from your life? Hubby and I have worked out a decent plan for the hordes of greedy ne'er do wells and mischief that might come our way. And I would bet most of them come from everyday life and not my "internet circle".
1. Kidnap my dog (since I have no kids)?? He is an incredibly smart Boxer with a microchip. After he rips their face or junk off, he'll stop at the nearest vet clinic to scan himself in and go home. My elderly mom is pretty tough too . . . she's survived heart failure for 40 years and three strokes. If we have a nuclear winter, her and Keith Richards will be wandering around a desolate wasteland together.
2. Take me hostage, I'm a helpless female? Ha. Tell that to the guy at the beach who broke into my hotel room. He got tackled and thrown down a flight of stairs, and his shirt and shoes presented to the police when they showed up. MMA training is useful in real life. I put the fear of blonde into that man . . . as one eyewitness stated to the police, "That boy was runnin' from her like a scalded dog!" Forgive me if I've told the story before here, I'm just proud for foiling a burglary and getting a criminal caught for a string of 30 thefts. Okay, and I'm proud of being a little bit bad-ass, even though that ain't a wimmin's role, generally.
I've done nothing anyone could blackmail me over, I have weeded out my loser/user friends . . . (useful way to do this: have a good paying job, be generous and buy people stuff, then lose the job and money and see who stays around - it also cements that you have a good spouse when they stick around for that).
I would use brand spanking new accounts to put my money in, and none of my online stuff is financial, so what could people really do? I might hide behind a trust name but people have a way of ferreting out information eventually. Even without online media my professional experience, education and prior media appearances make me well known in my community and I think they would figure it out.
As for the hordes of needy people from our life, we already have an outline for who we would help and how . . just need to nail down details with a lawyer/fin advisor if the blessed day ever comes. I have a list of Things I Would Do With the Money that is proportional to the jackpot. I can't run a soup kitchen for a decent length of time without a big enough jackpot. And yes, that's personal - my brother in law had to live off a soup kitchen until he moved closer to me and could come over to my house. And I can't afford to feed him really, but I refuse to let him and his scoliosis walk 3 miles to get soggy canned vegetables. So I'm not heartless, and sometimes I give more than I can afford. I can't build and staff an ER vet clinic with a starting jackpot . . . and my area is sorely in need of an animal critical care facility. Ask my friend who just died at 39 a few weeks ago of a heart attack how hard it is to be a solo veterinarian. If I set up a trust, that's what it would handle - the charity work.
In fact, let me end my post that way. Today, just appreciate your veterinarian (if you have one). They give their heart and soul and body over to their work, and very often their flesh and blood is taken by the patients. Love a vet today, they deserve it more than you know.