11.25.03
Take my wife…please
Sifting through the spam is one of those chores usually done on automatic. But sometimes I stop and wonder exactly which lists I’m appearing on. At the moment I’m receiving shedloads of mail offering to sell me prescription drugs. Why? Am I listed on someone’s website under “obviously needs medication”? If I receive pills for multiple personality disorder through the post, how can I be sure I didn’t order them?
The spam does tend to come in similar batches, so the juxtaposition of two pieces today set me wondering afresh. The first was titled “More fun with my wife”. Hm. My hypothetical alter ego seems to be leading an intriguing life. It turns out that it’s trying to sell me anti-wrinkle cream. I am suitably scandalised.
The next message is offering to subscribe me to “CongressDaily”, a daily email detailing the political heave-ho inside the Washington beltway. I see no connection, and I struggle to imagine what my spam profile says about me.
Elsewhere, and assuredly unrelated, we are receiving reports that up in The Deep North they have finally found a Weapon of Moss Destruction.