A few days ago, I quoted Lili Tomlin on the subject of paranoia. Let us continue to mine that vein.
This morning, I opened up the email box listed above (an address found nowhere else on the net and used for no other purpose) and found the entire box filled with spam messages. These messages all related to...er, the size of my, er...well. Let's just say, "my size."
The headers made reference to this topic in very rude terms, implying that I had much reason for despair and insecurity. The spam came from many different addresses. The fake senders tended to bear names like "Goldie Goldstein."
Now, we've all had to deal with spam before, and we all know that these unwanted advertisements can take a pornographic turn. But I've never before laid eyes on a mailbox filled to overflowing with messages concentrating on one subject.
Maybe someone didn't like what I wrote? Maybe someone intended an insult?
Nah. Only small people think that way. At any rate, I'm not going to shrivel up or shrink away from discussing any topic. I'm a straight shooter determined to address the big issues, at whatever length I find suitable.
No comments:
Post a Comment