A few days ago I was considering letting the number of spam comments I get, which was not too great, accumulate over a twenty-four hour period just to see how much of a problem it is for this blog. Rather than deleting them every few hours, which I have been doing up until recently, I would collect them, run my eyes over them, and see what it is about them which makes people – people is such a strange word when used for spammers – are trying to sell.
This morning, checking my blog before setting off for college, I changed my mind. There were nearly five hundred spams there, considerably more than usual. I guess someone has found me again.
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This evening I estimate the total to be well over one thousand spam comments, coming from quite a range of different IPs around the world. And that’s just the ones which make it into my spam box, many are automatically deleted by Akismet, and I don’t get to see them at all. Even as I delete eighty-four, the next three are there, waiting for me.
Don’t get me wrong, it isn’t a great problem since I can delete them all with one click of a button. Even so, don’t these people – there’s that word again – ever check to see whether their hard work is bearing fruit? Don’t they look to see whether even one of their messages, their adverts, their links to other sites, has managed to get through? Whether anything has been published at all? It strikes me that someone is paying them to do this, but paying only for it to be done, not relying on results to show that it works. It’s rather like having billboards on roads which no one uses, in magazines no one buys, on television channels which are never watched. So pointless.
Still, I guess it keeps people employed, keeps them off the streets. Better than selling Facebook Likes and Twitter Followers.
Love & Kisses, Viki.