Attack of the Spam

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Way back in the mid-late 90s, on the very first day I ever surfed the internet, I discovered Yahoo. Well, first I discovered cartoon monkeys that you could throw bananas at before some bank tried to sell me something. In other words, I was a clickity noob. Although I didn’t know it then, that day also began an ongoing relationship with spam, a.k.a. internet puke.

SPAM (Satan’s Plan Against Me) pops up everywhere. I mean it literally pops up which is why we have popup blockers and anti-spam software. They tried holy water a while back but mostly just shorted out a lot of circuitry. Twitter is rife with SPAM, so much so that one of the main options under each person’s name is to “report for spam.”

I started to write a clever post a while back about how spam is like zombies, but I seem to have lost it. Maybe it got eaten by spam. I remember thinking that zombies and spam share the following things in common:

1. Both are often connected to a virus that will kill whatever it comes in contact with.

2. Both are mindless and relentless and they never stop coming no matter how many you kill.