CONTAGION: AN APOLOGY TO MY ENTIRE YAHOO ACCOUNT
January 3, 2013 § 4 Comments
I am sorry that I infected you, and though you know and understand that I am a victim – that does not mean you hate me less.
And I accept that.
A friend of mine sent me an email that said, Hey Kathy what do you think of this link? In the same way an alligator snapping turtle says to a fish: Hey what do you think of this worm-like appendage in the back of my throat?
I did it. I clicked. I thought my stupid friend really wanted my stupid opinion.
And so I got a disease, which in a matter of seconds I spread to my entire mailbox.
I am in hiding, consumed with shame, a digital Jezebel, an infector of men. I am like Anne Hathaway in Les Miserables except I was not paid, and I did not die warbling something about tigers.
Now I know how the Trojans felt when the Greeks left them a big wooden horse and said, hey, click on this.
There are a lot of things I clicked on in 2012 that I regret.
And now it’s 2013. Can I start out clean, friends? Jesus would be the first to remind you that he who has never clicked on a digital link from an unconfirmed source should cast the first stone.
Oh, you never have?
That first stone hurt, Mom.