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Google searches

Sometimes the search strings that bring people to my blog are funny, sometimes interesting. But there are also the searches that bring people here that make me want to toss lunch. There was a post a while back that discussed a certain government official who was nailed while unknowingly chatting with a FBI sheriff’s detective, thinking that he was talking with someone much younger than my son—trying to extract images of an illegal nature (is that oblique enough to fool Google, do you suppose?). The subject matter of that post brings my blog up in the searches by individuals looking for the same sort of illegal material, either for free or not for free. Some folks are still stupidly willing to make an internet transaction for such materials and that increasingly makes me wish I could so nail their scummy hides to the wall for it. When I see what these people are looking for, I want to go throw up. It makes me want to bleach my blog. It makes me despair for the human race. Mostly these individuals fill me with white hot rage.

Sorry for the little rant, but I had to vent.

Posted on 05/31/06 at 03:31 PM
 




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