About six or seven months ago some enterprising individual got ahold of my work email, my personal credit card, and did some damage: desiring to hide their purchase of a trip to Cancun, they created a spam bomb attack which flooded my mail with something like 2500 subscriptions.
One of the older “features” of Outlook and the instantiation of it in our company, was that if mail was in your junk folder, you could *not* click on links. That makes sense – phishing is as phishing does. When it’s not phishing and instead is noise, one wants the noise to stop.
Complicating this is that in response to the attack I set my junk folder on the highest threshold – meaning that a good many *real* mails got sent to junk. This has meant, for the last six months, me going into my junk folder several times a day to weed through hundreds of mails to find the pearl that is, for example, my company’s newsletter telling us how we should be all more secure (we’re working on it). It has given me the opportunity to be smug on a few occasions when someone says, “oh check your junk folder it might be in there”, which is nice.
After some resistance I have clicked the little slider on “New Outlook”, which instantiates a whole separate app. While I am disheartened to give up in-mail anchor points and jump links (I assume they want me to use the newsletter function, but I am obstinate), what has happened is we now have the ability to click an “unsubscribe” link from junk without sending the mail first to the inbox. In the last two weeks I have gone from hundreds of junk emails a day to about seven. It’s cathartic.
It’s also very, very tedious. Many of the mails are in a foreign language, so I’ve learned that things like “abstellen” and such are the “opt out”/”unsubscribe”/”stop” links. Edge translate has also been my friend. I’ve equally been fortunate that the bulk of the newsletters I got subscribed to are harmless — products and services from around the world (though there was one that I ended up having to email my manager to let her know what I was doing because I’m pretty sure the site I visited to unsubscribe was NSFW).
So here I am, each early morning, click, unsubscribe, click, unsubscribe, click, unsubscribe, and so on. For low effort “productivity” you can’t beat it. And I need some low-effort productivity right now.
This electronic version of doing a laundry load of towels is helping me avoid the crazed hype machine that is our current media and particularly the media circus around our elections. The ads, the next-minute analysis, the fearmongering, the rage, the hysteria, the 20/20 hindsight, and so forth: the exhausting part of politics is doing its thing, and we will be in it for another four and a half months. Given the last round, we won’t be done after election season, either. “If it bleeds it leads” is a disgusting phrase that turns out to be true and as such we get fed a steady diet of screaming rage.
I have voted in every election (even the teeny local ones) since about 2000. While I appreciate the phrase that “all politics is local” – it isn’t, or not really. The bulk of the politics that directly affect *you now* is/are local. The politics that will directly affect you *and your offspring* are more likely state and federal, and in a country that cannot seem to decide who is in charge (state or fed) it makes for an erratic tug of war.
I click, I unsubscribe, I delete the mail. I click, I unsubscribe, I delete the mail. With this, at least one small part of my world gets a little more orderly.
Bobbie Conti 