Artificial Intelligence
Anotherblog has been blogging about how spambots are getting smarter. He's right, as daily even my mobile phone receives personally addressed email. So now the penis enlargement spam goes, "Hey winstoninabox, have you ever felt inadequate? Well the ladies no longer laugh at me. Now I laugh at them."
How can it know so much about me?
Still, no matter how knowledgeable these little bots get, they're only as smart as the illiterates that program them. As this excerpt from an otherwise quite convincing PayPal account verification spam email shows:
If you choose to ignore our request, you leave us no choise but to temporaly suspend your account.
Well, that and the fact that I don't have a PayPal account.
9 Comments:
Amazingly people still fall for these things.
Where is Winston???
We miss Winston.
So, when you gonna write some more stuff, winston me lad?
And you should update your link to everyone's favoid Lexifabricographer, what?
Has anyone heard from Winston lately?
Maybe he's been kidnapped!
Maybe the kidnappers have left a series of diabolically clever clues strewn about the recent comments?
Maybe his only chance for freedom is for four sassy teenagers - let's say a pretty boy jock, a ditzy redhead, a geekette with horn rim glasses and a stoned uni dropout - and a large mastiff with an eating disorder to find some clues and uncover the culprits!
(Then again, maybe not)
I saw something on telly about English teachers in Japan last night working for a company gone bankrupt I hope our Winston was working for The Other Guys.
Pass the scooby snack.
Naughty Marco the spambot. Bad Marco!
This comment should really be on your last post, winstoninabox, but Spouse of Clam brought home a new gee-whiz bagless vacuum cleaner yesterday and we reckon it looks *exactly* like a Transformer. We just haven't found the button to turn it into a superpowered crime-fighter yet...
For the love of Zod, Montresor!
Has anyone seen winston since he went to get that cask of amontillado?
Hey, it just strikes me that dave accurately forecast the composition of the new cabinet, way back on October 26th:
...let's say a pretty boy jock, a ditzy redhead, a geekette with horn rim glasses and a stoned uni dropout - and a large mastiff with an eating disorder...
Eerie...
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