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The (Sometimes) Comfort of Spam

The (Sometimes) Comfort of Spam

I’m in London, safe and sound. What has become an international-flight ritual (right up there with jet lag), is the incessant urge to check my BlackBerry once I land. Not because I expect countless messages, mind you, just because you always kinda shudder to think that maybe – just maybe – the BlackBerry service isn’t gonna work. This happened to me once in The Netherlands, so it’s not like I’m worrying without precedence.

So, I land and then turn on the ol’ BerryGordy (what, you don’t have a nickname for your PDA phone?). Wait for it… wait for it. Nothing happens. All I have is that flashing, green LCD of “no messages.” Is it working? How can I properly tell? After about an hour or so train-hopping to my London destination, alas, some red LCD action. Not surprisingly, seeing as it was off between 11 p.m. and 8 a.m. USA time, it’s mostly spam email waiting for me. Not just any spam, but it’s spam I recognized. I’m not talking about the standard, Viagra or Hoodia ads… I mean, marketing mailing lists that I don’t know how I got on in the first place (I’ve never even been to BED NY). So, while I usually moan about these emails from the comfort of my work space in Austin… from a train station at Kings Cross, they were a signal that things were in working order and I was receiving my email as usual.

If I had a choice, I’d rather no spam at all. But when you’re in a foreign country, there’s nothing like a Cialis advertisement to make you feel at home.

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