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Tuesday, March 03, 2009

ratzafrakin spammers

Okay, this is a public notice. If I have to go through a week's worth of posts and remove sex spam again, I'm reinstating capcha, at least for a while.

Sheesh.

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5 Comments:

At 6:16 PM, March 03, 2009 People in the Sun had this to say...: I've been doing this thing for more than two years without the captcha and I never had any sex-bots. Now I feel deprived.
At 1:41 AM, March 04, 2009 Wishydig had this to say...: ...and i've been using a captcha and the spam still got through.

i've now added a couple more gates, but i really don't want to have to go to comment moderation.
At 5:45 AM, March 04, 2009 The Ridger, FCD had this to say...: Egads! I don't want comment moderation, either, that's for sure.
At 11:42 AM, March 04, 2009 Anonymous had this to say...: Gee, I never get any sex spam anywhere, ever... What am I, chop livah?!
At 3:02 PM, March 04, 2009 Barry Leiba had this to say...: I've found that moderation is the only way... else you wind up doing post-deration[1] anyway.

It helps that I have a BlackBerry, so the comments go there and I can approve them tout de suite.

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[1] I made the words up as I go....

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You cannot leave. You cannot drop the armor now. Why? Because you are needed, more than ever. You are mandatory to keep the energy flowing, the karmic vibrator buzzing, to keep the progressive and lucid half of the nation breathing and healthy and awake and ever reaching out to the half that's wallowing in fear and violence and homophobia and sexual dread, hoping to find harmony instead of cacophony, common ground instead of civil war, some sort of a shared love of a country so messy and internationally disrespected and openly confused its own president can't even speak the language.

After all, you don't hand over all your children the first time the flying monkeys bang on your door...

It's far from over. The tunnel is just a little darker -- and longer -- than we imagined.
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Tuesday, March 03, 2009

ratzafrakin spammers

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