I’d be laughing into my morning coffee if it wasn’t just so sad. I’m not talking about anything real, a sob story or anything like that, but something which appears to be real for some people and is sad simply because they really believe in it. And also a bit sad because one of the posts gaining the most attention by way of comments, but not the most clicks, really shouldn’t be.
You will undoubtedly recall that I wrote a post quite a while back on SEO and used all the most popular search words from the previous month to fill it out. An interesting experiment, I thought, but not quite what I had anticipated. The post dived. Despite the fact that pretty much the same search queries are being used and showing up on my Dashboard, this post hasn’t been the one being hit. It remains by the usual culprits: collections of beautiful women; a few of my erotic writings; popular but short-lived commentaries on recent events.
And the most popular post for comments? Well, if you look at the post (I Knew It! from May 1), you will see that there is not a single comment there. So how can this post be the most popular post for comments – there are 2114 comments on this blog at the moment – when not a single one shows up there?
The answer is simple: it is a spammer’s paradise post! Every single SEO word that spammers appear to use must be contained in that one post. Either that, or spammers use their preformatted text as a search criteria when trying to find where to send their next wave of crap. The current major promotion is clothing sites with TLDs of France and Italy, and it looks like the work of one very sad person – or automated software – which has signed into the page and is just adding comment after comment without leaving the page. And every single one of those comment is being picked up by Akismet and automatically thrown into the spam bucket for deletion. Nearly four hundred today. On this one post.
During the writing of this post, right now, there are five new ones.
Well, I guess some people have plenty of time on their hands and absolutely no life whatsoever.
Love & Kisses, Viki.