Junk . Unsolicited. Email

I had to find driving directions that were sent to multiple users, today. This would have been for my daughter, who is going to go to a meeting tonight. But my mail inbox didn't have it.

So I had to go into my dreaded Junk E-mail folder. I caught my filter taking mail from my mother into that folder. I was bracing for it.

I expected it to be boring and difficult, and that it would test the art of not reading something or skimming it for content but I never expected that I would feel sad. Not just a little sad.

I guess its shannon information theory perspective stuff - with so many people just getting hammered by this kind of thing. Their shade dancing through it all. I have seen the junk people descend on forums and destroy them. I have seen the internet change so much - and so much for the worse particularly in the area of junk mail. I was seeing heat death. Entropy.

My junk email folder has one piece of mail in it that I am going to rescue and white-list the sender and then I am going to delete it all. But the feeling of sadness persists.

I've got a few demons. I know this. But. Unlike yours. I will feed mine. Time for the hunt.