Spam Is 30 Years Old
holy_calamity writes "New Scientist commemorates spam's 30th anniversary, a week from today. The first spam message — archived here — was sent to 393 users of ARPANET on May 2, 1978 by someone from computing pioneers DEC. They had to type in all the addresses by hand first."
This is the first time I've purposely clicked a link to view spam.
"APPROPRIATE ACTION IS BEING TAKEN TO PRECLUDE ITS OCCURRENCE AGAIN."
So, uhm, they failed?
ok i won't write in caps but it's a quote damnit.
ok i won't write in caps but it's a quote damnit.
ok i won't write in caps but it's a quote damnit.
ok i won't write in caps but it's a quote damnit.
ok i won't write in caps but it's a quote damnit.
I half-expected to see a message more along the lines of, "Xp4nd y0ur R4m, d3creeese ur l4tency".
Thanks for making people focus less on sending me physical junk mail. The development of a spam filter which automatically rubs it in feces and sends it back to the originator wasn't going so well. The robots were the hard part. Stupid robots.
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that we can't get today's spammers to manually type in every address too. That might cut down on spam a bit.
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This is spam's "Mr. Watson, come here, I want to see you." It's so special, it brings a tear to my eye.
They forgot to include a remove link though. WTF?
4) Would a dating service for people on the net be "frowned upon" by DCA? I hope not. But even if it is, don't let that stop you from notifying me via net mail if you start one.
Does this mean that we have RMS to thank for match.com and the like?
I prefer the bit where he tries to get himself subscribed into the first internet dating service. MMMMMM classy.
Athletic Scholarships to universities make as much sense as academic scholarships to sports teams.
Your comment violated the "postercomment" compression filter. Try less whitespace and/or less repetition. But I didn't dive up! Thus, I have figured out a way to beat the system, here it goes:
while echo "SPAM!"; do echo "SPAM!"; done
So for much for a SPAM filter, slashdot!
Thank you spam for providing me with a relatively high paying job for the past five years.
If it were not for spam I'd still be doing maintainance on crufty old Fortran applications.
Damn AC, you beat me to it. That comment alone made the whole thing worth reading. I was reading along, not really paying attention to who was who, but I got to that line and thought, 'okay, who is THIS yutz?' So I scrolled back and lo-and-behold! It's Stallman.
Someone should make a Richard Lolman pic, "I'm in yer ARPAnet, begging for dates." Or "Online Dating: yer doin' it wrong." Or even "I can has girlfriend?"
- None can love freedom heartily, but good men; the rest love not freedom, but license. -- John Milton
Man: You sit here, dear. ...spam spam spam egg and spam; spam spam spam spam spam spam baked beans spam spam spam... ...or Lobster Thermidor a Crevette with a mornay sauce served in a Provencale manner with shallots and aubergines garnished with truffle pate, brandy and with a fried egg on top and spam.
Wife: All right.
Man: Morning!
Waitress: Morning!
Man: Well, what've you got?
Waitress: Well, there's egg and bacon; egg sausage and bacon; egg and spam; egg bacon and spam; egg bacon sausage and spam; spam bacon sausage and spam; spam egg spam spam bacon and spam; spam sausage spam spam bacon spam tomato and spam;
Vikings: Spam spam spam spam...
Waitress:
Vikings: Spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam!
Waitress:
Wife: Have you got anything without spam?
Waitress: Well, there's spam egg sausage and spam, that's not got much spam in it.
Wife: I don't want ANY spam!
Man: Why can't she have egg bacon spam and sausage?
Wife: THAT'S got spam in it!
Man: Hasn't got as much spam in it as spam egg sausage and spam, has it?
Vikings: Spam spam spam spam... (Crescendo through next few lines...)
Wife: Could you do the egg bacon spam and sausage without the spam then?
Waitress: Urgghh!
Wife: What do you mean 'Urgghh'? I don't like spam!
Vikings: Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!
Waitress: Shut up!
Vikings: Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!
Waitress: Shut up! (Vikings stop) Bloody Vikings! You can't have egg bacon spam and sausage without the spam.
Wife: I don't like spam!
Man: Sshh, dear, don't cause a fuss. I'll have your spam. I love it. I'm having spam spam spam spam spam spam spam beaked beans spam spam spam and spam!
Vikings: Spam spam spam spam. Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!
Waitress: Shut up!! Baked beans are off.
Man: Well could I have her spam instead of the baked beans then?
Waitress: You mean spam spam spam spam spam spam... (but it is too late and the Vikings drown her words)
Vikings: (Singing elaborately...) Spam spam spam spam. Lovely spam! Wonderful spam! Spam spa-a-a-a-a-am spam spa-a-a-a-a-am spam. Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Spam spam spam spam!
mcgrew's razor: Never attribute to stupidity that which can be explained by greedy self-interest
.. when spam was fought against by military.At least Jimmy Carter didn't have the audacity to make a speech about the war on spam while standing in front of a "Mission Accomplished" banner after this bold email was sent.
The CB App. What's your 20?
How come Al Gore isn't on this list? Interesting...
A: Older than spam, kiddo.
Q: ooooooooh
It's not wasting time, I'm educating myself.
I realized spam was overkill when I received a letter (real, dead tree letter) from some USA company wanting to sell me penis enlargement products at my home address... ... in a forsaken city in Mexico. Really, how much did it cost for them to send me such letters?
Ubuntu is an African word meaning 'I can't configure Debian'
For those wondering, the original spam (nee Hormel spiced ham) turned 70 last year.
That explains the taste ...
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I believe the meat product sold in cans often is, too.
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I wonder what one of those babies goes for nowadays. It might be a neat addition to my collection...
...wait, a 30-year-old spam just WORKED on me. Fucksocks!
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