Alan Ralsky, the “Spam King,” made the mistake of giving an interview to the Detroit Free Press when he moved into his new 8000-square-foot house in the area — which house’s basement has a T1 line and a slew of PCs from which he controls spam servers the world over (he had to move the technical side of things off-shore, because of legal challenges in some states).
Some enterprising SlashDotters determined his new address, and used some Perl scripts to inundate his home with ads, catalogs, and brochures, all via snail-mail.
Ralsky, of course, doesn’t see the humor in all this.
“They’ve signed me up for every advertising campaign and mailing list there is,” he told me. “These people are out of their minds. They’re harassing me.”
Sometimes justice is sweet.
As Cartman would say:
Ssssssswwwwwwwwweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeettttttttttttt!