My spam is my fault
Long after any signs of life, the computerized mailing lists will continue to flood OUR mialbox. Not spam, technically. These are items that we “subscribed” to, and the relentless nature is something to behold. I have a couple of active addresses, and I have to go in and clean house, daily.
Now, why don’t I simply unsubscribe from everything. That, my friend, is a counterproductive approach to life. There might be something important come along, beyond the Black Friday notifications. I guess that my blog is watching my back, when it tells me that a user with my name logs in and left a post. I probably need to be told that my various robotic receivers (data feeds) have stopped and started. And as for those kickstarter updaues, I admit that I did subscribe. Am I still interested? Let’s not go there.
What about the user feeds for my camera brand, and my antenna brand, and my… endless. As I said, long after the interest has faded, a computer mailing list will be adding to my agony.
Having served in the “tech army”, I agree that sysops take this responsibility to heart. It might be the only thing your employer considers as important (and your pay checque can be a positive detail). I should just accept that the unsibscibe step is mine. I need to be diligent. I need to accept that my past passions ate my own sins.
Meanwhile, I now want to know where the ghost trains run. We have a large number of disaffected and repurposed rail beds around, and there might be a mindnight behemoth, with a blinding headlight waiting for me to get trackside. There ust be a related mailing listsever.
