I’ve never met him, but I hate Sanford Wallace.
In the mid ’90s, I had just talked my spouse into an e-mail account and was helping her figure out how it could help her writing career.
That’s when Sanford Wallace entered our lives, and started peppering her with the same e-mail every day. (Photo from O’Reilly Media site.)
I laugh when I compare that one intrusion with the dozens of spam messages one of my public-facing e-mail accounts gets hit with daily. Today I shrug them off without pausing. But that first spam attack by Wallace felt like the time our house got broken into. It felt personal, and abusive.
Our ISP was no help. I don’t remember what finally worked in getting rid of that daily message from the spam king.
Now Wallace has been hit with a $4 million penalty for his spyware intrusions. All I can say is, the penalty is a decade late, and the penalty isn’t nearly high enough.
Tags: spam, security, spyware, sanfordwallace, bastards
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