Recursive Junk Mail

Yesterday I experienced my first ever tangle with a weird new phenomenon.


Recursive Junk Mail


For some odd reason, someone sent me a catalog of catalogs. Inside it, are a whole bunch of catalogs to choose from. Some cost money. Some don't. Some refund you if you buy something from the catalog, but you have to buy the catalog in the first place.


My mind is boggling at this. Add to that the fact that they're offering catalogs of flags, different types of sandpaper and muscle-women porn all on the same page, and I'm somewhat at a loss as to how to actually parse this thing. I just keep balking at it. It just doesn't compute.


Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to order a large flag to erect in my yard, and 3 grades of sandpaper to use to masturbate to my muscle-woman-porn with.

About the author

Simon Cooke is an occasional video game developer, ex-freelance journalist, screenwriter, film-maker, musician, and software engineer in Seattle, WA.

The views posted on this blog are his and his alone, and have no relation to anything he's working on, his employer, or anything else and are not an official statement of any kind by them (and barely even one by him most of the time).

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