I’m not sure what’s going on, but my spam filter is going low-hanging monkey nuts right now. For some reason, it’s scooped nine spam comments from this blog in the last hour. Some creepy spam bot somewhere is flooding me with crap.
I realize “flooding” might sound like I’m edging toward hyperbole, but on a little blog that averages ten comments a week at best, ten craptastic spam comments in an hour is a little bit unsettling. Let me get this straight: far more fake people who want to sell Viagra or Cialis or something else that could slap a little spring in your, um, step are commenting here at Blue Speckled Pup than honest, everyday people who own lungs and spleens, and have car payments and mortgages to worry about every month? Sheesh.
Do you see that? Yeah, that, the little thing cowering in the corner. I think it’s my ego. Stupid spambots.
You might see a weird comment or two that sneaks by the filters, since not even WordPress is perfect. (Dear WordPress admin, if you’re reading this, please don’t take my last sentence personally and shut down my blog. Love you. Thanks.) None of the ones I’ve deleted so far have been particularly offensive, except that all have contained deliberately mangled words, like so:
Wow, thanks for telling me smoehtngi I didn’t knowing!!!!! Ftanastci article!!! I will be share with all my pal!!!!!!!!!!
I’m not sure what irks me more, the spelling or the spamming or the gross overuse of punctuation. Did I mention the email addresses for these “comments” are things like “email@example.com”? Egads! My beloved readers might click on the links in those comments and be pressured to buy back alley medications from some freaky guy in his mother’s basement in North Korea.
And so my friends, if you are a real person who wants to leave a comment after any of my posts, please feel free to do so. Any improvement in the ratio of spam to actually breathing human comments is more than welcome. Meanwhile, I will be diligently managing my filters.
I love you, real people.
Spam bots, I want to run you over with my car while listening to bad 80’s pop. Karma Chameleon this, losers.
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