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Apr. 24, 2003 So I am opening up my email, to check what is going on, who is writing to me, whos accepted my work, and the mean people who have rejected my work. Okay, only problem is the JUNK that is being filtered in. Even with my spam guard I would like to ask, just how many times do I need to be sent Most Wanted Iraqi cards? In the last two weeks I have deleted, and this is no exaggeration though I have been known to exaggerate on occasion, over two hundred emails letting me know they are available to order. Do I care? You could put on there Most Wanted Men and I still wouldnt care. I dont understand the attraction and I think its wrong to send that much junk to any one email, but regardless, its messed up. Then as I am on my email and send something, I have this scary looking woman from some tax place staring at me, in my face, all I really see are her eyes. They move and stare right at me. Freaky! I didnt care for that one at all! So as I send off a nice thank you to an editor for accepting my story for an anthology due out this summer (shameless PR) I get this advertisement about click here if you want to see how your baby looks. I find this offensive in many ways. Should a woman just lost her baby or chose not to have one, this could be an unhappy ad. Maybe I am a woman who doesnt like kids (though Im not, love my son) or I dont know, it seems insensitive. As I continue checking email the ad box is constantly changing and for the most part I suppose it is doing its job, I just dont want to see it. The bright colors, catchy logos, and moving objects are distracting and make me look but on the whole Id prefer to do without. I dont care to look at skinny women or women with muscles in the right places smiling at me as I down a piece of chocolate cake. Two seconds ago I wasnt feeling guilty, now I am questioning my whole self confidence and trying to figure out how much exercise and starving I am going to have to do to undo the damage. Yes, I know, the advertisements are there for a reason, I get it really I just dont like it. When I dont like something, I prefer to complain about it for a while. For whatever reason it makes me feel better. I dont always try to explain my behavior, that would take a long time and well, there is somewhat of a word limit on these articles. I think its wrong that we have to allow senseless junk ads into our emails. With all the filters and spam guards and other such blockers, they still make there way in, taking away our mailbox limit amount and create even more emails should you click on one. I am not easily lured into the crazy word games they try to throw our way. However I am guilty of the plasma television drawing. I cant help it I really want one and I blame Costco. Why? Well nothing they did in general. My family and I went in there to shop and right off the bat I am drawn into the movie Ice Age which I loved and was confused how the colors were so different from the DVD we have at home. Well my sweetheart tells me its a plasma television and that does little for me because I have never heard of one before. Its like talking to me about specific electricians tools, completely foreign and out there. Anyhow I ask for more information and while hes telling me, I am completely taken away with the blues, violets, and greens that are so vibrant, bright, and amazing. I still dont know what one is or how it works but I know they are bloody expensive and I seriously want one. Now every time I watch a show that has beautiful landscapes and scenery, I think to myself how much more beautiful that would look with a plasma TV. If I could be given some money and spend it real selfishly and not get into trouble, Id buy one right now. But I cant because my long going saga is that Im waiting for my tax rebate and have to take care of a TON of stuff before I can even think about saving up for something as deliciously rich as a plasma TV. So as I am prone to do I have gotten off subject, please allow me to revert back quickly. Basically email frustrates me yet is a necessity. It is how I communicate, and it is my career. Without it I would be in a world of hurt. I feel something should be done about sending all the junk and Id like maybe a little more plain email box, something without all the glitz and blitz from the advertisements. I dont want to be made to feel like Im supposed to buy something, sign up for something, lose weight, workout, make more money, fall into make more money traps, see a woman with big buggy eyes staring me down, or have the Most Wanted cards requests piling up my box. I can do without it. About the author: Nancy Jackson is a full time author and poet with works in Literati, Twilight Times, Anotherealm, Sonny World, and various anthologies. Her pasttimes include spending time with her loved ones, drinking wine, and lots of writing! Email Nancy Jackson: coryann93@yahoo.com ------------ Comment on this column in the forum. ------------ |
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