Friday, January 19, 2007

Tinned Meat Product

I have a secondary email account that I check once a month or so. I discontinued its use because all at once it started to fill up with spam. My current provider must have a much better filter because I seldom receive unwanted email. Of course occasionally I don't receive something I should have received, but that is a complaint for another day.
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Today was once a month or so. It had been a long time and there were 199 messages, all but two of which were tinned meat product.
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I'm aware that most of it is computer generated; nonetheless, some of the names and subjects were amusing. I didn't open anything, but did take note that I'm privileged to receive mail from:
  • one Siddiqui Danish who "don't want no short ramrod man"

  • Fernando Norwood who admonishes me to "take it easy"

  • Mama O. Unearths who urges -- shouts, actually -- "TURN AROUND DON'T DROWN"

  • Mongolism Q. Indefinitely who can't quite bring himself to mention what he is offering in any kind of a subject line, but somehow I doubt it is something I want

  • Olive Hurt (Hurt, Olive?) writing to accept my application

  • McBride the Tale who wonders whether I know yet

  • Lara Xiong who writes "of debbie on pooch" -- guess she's done Dallas.

  • Elsie who enigmatically cites "condition"

and countless more, most of which have to do with the size of body parts that I don't have, prescriptions for medicines I don't need, and consolidation of debts that I don't have.

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Is it possible that there are people who actually open and read this stuff? The preponderance of it leads me to believe, sadly, that they not only do but then proceed to act on it. Perhaps they are all acquainted with Augustus Hoover, who cautions, "Don't be left behind!"

7 comments:

debijeanm said...

LOL! Don't you love it. Sometimes they are so uncannily close to appearing legitimate that I wonder if they're somehow scanning my address book and then choosing something CLOSE to one of my friends' names. Then I decide to play it safe and click "This is spam." At that point I get some new bizarre address that ends in .ru and I am arrogantly happy to answer "yes" when asked if I want to permanently block email from that address.

Mrs. Goodneedle said...

Turn around, don't drown... in Spam!

quiltpixie said...

the piece I heard that made spam "make sense" from a business perspective was the cost of sending it out is VERY low, and they only need one small sale in about 10,000. So yes, I'm sure there's someone on the planet that'd be the 1 in 10,000 so I keep getting it....

Angela said...

Yep it is a hindrance. But thank God for the internet! :o)

Susan said...

LOL! I didn't know other people got those ridiculous names, but I could have guessed. Our spam catcher gets most of it. Every once in a while, Paul will read one of his to me. I hardly ever get any, because I set my spam filter to vanish anything with a score of 5 or less. Like you, I occasionally lose something I would have preferred to have, but it's worth it not to have this aggravation!

I'm not sure the point is to sell anything. When I read about all the spammers who attack mild mannered blogs, and the one from China that was trying to break into my ISP for hours at a time, causing us to be unable to upload, though not interferring with our e-mail, I am tempted to think that the point is just to annoy others, and cause grief.

Mrs. Goodneedle said...

There are people who read everything that ends up in their e-mailboxes; my MIL. She thinks that each and every little thing sent to her was sent to HER! Bless her heart, (that's what we say in the south)she told me one day that she had 50+ e-mails to "go through" (they're forwards, most likely jokes)and it's overwhelming to her. She feels duty-bound, not only to read but to pass them on!

Bonnie said...

What I'm wondering is whether those who get lots of Spam as an entree also accumulate Cookies for dessert, resulting in the receipt of many teasers concerning the size of male members of all hues...