The curse delivered in Genesis 3 is that childbearing will be painful, husbands will dominate their wives, and that the land will produce briars, impeding our ability to work productively. Spam is my briarpatch. Despite filters, I still get daily spam in by inbox. Just today someone sent me a wonderful piece of literature (several lines from To Kill a Mockingbird) in order to hide the spam of getting some cheap viagra. Also, a Liberian prince wants to give me 15 million of their secret cache of money if only I give them my bank numbers. This blog now gets spam. Thankfully, WordPress has a filter that catches most of it and only occasionally blocks a real person. A few weeks ago, I got 20 in one day. Apparently, someone thinks my penis is undersized. But, this morning I noticed that one spam offering to increase my “girth” got posted so everyone has to be exposed to such crud. Thankfully, I have the capacity to delete.
While the Lord says, vengence is mine, I’d love to have the capacity to hit the reply button and send a small electronic nuclear device that blows up that louse’s server.
Someone got some good gloves? looks like I have to contend with some briars here from now on.
Musings on Faith and Psychology 
It certainly is trying, wading thru the sewer to rescue to ocassionally lost comment- usually containing a link. If some sick nut can dream of it, they seem to put it on the web and want to put links on our blogs.