One thing that hasn’t suffered as a result of the great recession of the naughties is the amount of spam invading my inboxes and comment logs. Spam is the term techie geeky peeps like to use to describe unsolicited commercial email. Lawyers and legislators describe spam as unsolicited commercial email, which points out why lawyers and legislators have so much trouble understanding technology.
Reports vary as to how much email is spam, but I’ll go with Spamhaus which puts it at 90 percent. During the housing boom, many, many pleas to refinance my mortgage landed in my box, often with the display of some silhouette of a dude in a cowboy outfit or a dancing motif. The dancing motif went viral, showing up in other advertising and soon made a dedicated web site capturing the chronology of the campaigns.
Oh those were the good old days. Now I get various promises of drugs. I think the recession must be over because only a few short months ago, the drugs that were being offered were all anti-depressants. But let’s party like we are in the X years, because we’re back to the lose weight, feel good, feel very, very good drugs, if you know what I mean, wink, wink, nudge, nudge.
As they say, sex sells, and there are also plenty of offers from Russian women looking for a good time, or offering a good time, or unable to spell good time. The links display a fairly creative definition of what types of sex acts have a transaction audience, including the occasional mashup for spam bots with sex with lowering your cholesterol financing.
Inevitably, the nice bots hung out with the bad bots and today I received the clincher spam email --Obamacare taking away your financing of Viagra. Michael Steele should probably check his email before sending these types of emails out.