From a recent post by cocktail/film noir enthusiast Vince Keenan:
I have of late – but wherefore I know not – come under attack by Chinese spammers. Thus, comments are now moderated. Don’t let it hold you back.
I haven’t experienced any difficulties with Chinese spammers—I think this has something to do with the fact that I can’t get a goddamned decent bowl of chicken fried rice in this burg without them polluting it with peas and carrots—but Caucasian spammers are another breed entirely. You know the ones I’m referring to, because when I was reading comments on a post at The Shelf, I came across this old familiar tune:
I recently came across your blog and have been reading along. I thought I would leave my first comment. I dont know what to say except that I have enjoyed reading. Nice blog. I will keep visiting this blog very often.
When it comes to comments on Thrilling Days of Yesteryear, you’d be positively amazed at how lenient I am—I believe in free speech, and I encourage it at every turn…even if I’ve written something that makes someone so cheesed off they start questioning my parentage. But when some butt munch wants to use my blog to promote something that neither I nor any of the regular visitors are the slightest bit interested in, that’s when I start to get angry, Mr. McGee…and you won’t like me when I’m angry.
So I’m having to do something that I’m not comfortable with, and that is to push the “moderate comments” button on Blogger. Please do not let this discourage you from expressing your opinion on something I’ve written—I enjoy hearing from people and getting their feedback. What I don’t enjoy is some cretin named “resort in the philippines” using my blog for his or her own nefarious purposes like peddling aluminum RV luggage racks or vacation beach homes. It makes Thrilling Days of Yesteryear look cheap and tawdry…and I’m more than capable of doing that on my own, thank you very much. If “resort” has an agenda to promote, s/he can get their own damn blog.
And now that that’s been taken care of, we return now to our regularly scheduled nostalgia in progress.