Flashes of Panic

I started out thinking, “Wow, that was an amazingly silly piece of spam. Can you believe how surreal spam is getting nowadays?”

I thought about what a shame it would be if we never got any more spam, so we couldn’t get a regular laugh about how hapless internet marketers trying to make a quick buck go to criminal lengths to deliver entertaining crap to our inboxes several thousand times a day, and how absurd the stuff is.

Then I realized that I think that nearly once a day now, and even the silly and absurd ones don’t even get an audible laugh anymore. (Well, not from me, anyway.)

This process took about five seconds.

I think that means I’ve achieved post-spam thinking.

So why am I still getting spam, now that I’m post-spam? Besides that our filters aren’t perfect, I mean.

Now playing: Maya from Forget Yourself by The Church