Cleaning out my spam folders places me in a position to see all this horrible stuff. Not that I click on it, buy I see it. And it places me in the center of an ugly world.
It is not a big secret that I have kind of a dirty mind. I am not unfamiliar with the sexier side of life. But that’s not what you see in your spam. You see single-topic obsessions that are often violent or racist or both. You see the dirty underbelly of people’s desires.
Spam goes out to particular fetishes because it sells, because those fetishes exist. And fine, I’m all in favor of everyone having the consensual, non-harmful fetish of his or her choice. But these bald lists of urls feels like I’ve read the diaries of a dozen strangers. Uck.
