Just a couple of days ago, a man the media has dubbed
the “Spam King” was ordered to pay six million dollars for spamming MySpace users. It wasn’t the first
time this man has paid millions for this particular misdeed, and I would
venture to guess it won’t be the last. Judging by the overwhelming amount of
spam I receive myself, he very likely has plenty of company in that particular
endeavor.
The more I consider it, the more I think that his big
mistake is simply one of oversight. He has neglected to categorize his
sales pitches and aim them toward the proper markets.
Personally, as a forty-something mother of two, I can’t
seem to drum up much enthusiasm about learning “How to Find Hot Latina Canada
They are so devoted to sharing this with me that I feel
rather bad about not even opening their mail, but the fact is and shall always
remain that I simply don’t have the necessary equipment. True, my husband
does, but as far as I’m concerned he needs no “enhancement”,
thankyouverymuch, and I believe I quite resent the implication.
Some of the other spam emails I’ve received recently
have baffled me even more, considering where I fall in the marketing curve.
Here are a few more examples:
“ Perfect
Way
“Gain 3+ Inches in Length!” (I suppose it *could* be
a hair growth thing…but no, maybe not…)
“Give your Wife Greater Stimulation” (I imagine this
was misdirected and should have gone to my husband’s account. Perhaps I
should forward it…)
And the most disturbing subject line thus far:
“Bomb her Womb with Your Huge Cannon.” Well.
I don’t imagine that one needs any commentary.
All of this spam wouldn’t be so bad if it were anything
at all useful to me, personally. For instance, I might get past the
subject line if they sent me emails offering “Free Daily Housecleaning for One
Full Year!” Or even “We’ll Scoop the Poop from Your Yard FOR you!” That
would certainly be worth looking into further. Considering that I spend
most days feeling like Mom’s 24-hour Taxi, perhaps if they sent me something
like “Free Chauffeur Service for the Entire Summer!” I could keep my finger off
that “delete” key altogether.
But until the “Spam King” decides to ask his unwitting
subjects which products they might actually use, or at the very least takes
into consideration whether or not all parts required are actually
present, I am afraid he will have to keep paying his millions, and I will
have to keep dragging his email to my recycle bin.
-- Submitted by Thalia
Related Links:
http://news.yahoo.com/s/pcworld/20080617/tc_pcworld/147159
http://www.cafepress.com/spamdemic/
http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Ending-Spam/Jonathan-A-Zdziarski/e/9781593270520
http://www.amazon.com/Stopping-Spam-Alan-Schwartz/dp/156592388X
http://www.abuse.net/books.html





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