When last I wrote about my Bulk Mail folder, it was an easy target for mockery. Its repetitive, unimaginative contents felt like a bad joke told by someone with no sense of humor. Since that previous entry, other thoughts about this recurring e-nuisance have come to mind. Before I begin another Deletion Session, these observations…. Like a rogue’s gallery—a hallway of Wanted Posters—specters ofMORE...
Not buying it, Mark!
Hey, Mr. Z! I thought you should know that I’m not buying into what your new Meta proposes, or what you’re trying to sell. Here’s the deal…. Your other enterprises have always felt like traps to me—seemingly innocent entertainments with seeming social benefits that may also be clever ways to insinuate your way into people’s decisions, life purposes and identities. Meta feels the same way. IMORE...