The Response I Received To My Question About Spam

Herb’s blog, Herbdate 22127-698:

This is not really going to be a long post. The pain pills are taking effect and for potentially obscure reasons I have a craving for Spam and Eggs and Bacon and Spam. I have been told that SPAM, the food product, is an acronym for Shoulder Pork Army Meat. I didn’t bother to look it up. I can remember as a kid when my dad was laid off from his job for an extended period that my mom would fry up some Spam and top it with a product that is commonly called American Cheese and put it on a couple of slices of white bread for lunch. It was that or go hungry.

I used the Akismet contact form and asked why people who have multiple approved comments suddenly are turned into the unsavory electronic spam folder. Here’s the response I received:

“Hi there!

Thanks for contacting Akismet support 🙂

After the user comments successfully multiple times and then shortly after finds that one comment is flagged as spam, are subsequent comments marked appropriately or are all comments marked as spam?

If they are all being marked as spam, I would recommend directing these commenters to submit a support request to us here for further investigation. We have a test comment form we can have them submit that will us identify exactly why this happening.

If it is only the odd one or two comments that end up in your spam folder and they are not at all unusual or containing any content that may flag the Akismet system, I recommend marking them as valid to help teach Akismet to mark future comments as so.

All the best,

Dean K
Happiness Engineer”

So, there you have it. If I don’t happen to fetch your comments out of the spam folder you will have to fix the problem yourself.

14 Comments

  1. Always so helpful 🤦‍♀️ I believe we have something similar to SPAM, it’s called mesni doručak and it was a suspicious canned meat thing in former Yugoslavia. Nobody eats it now unless they’re really out of money

  2. Spam was luxurious compared to the ubiquitous ‘Luncheon Meat’ of my youth, which appeared to be some kind of a a pink, bone and knuckle paste which the school dinners people fried in batter and served with mashed potato and tinned tomatoes. Is there any wonder I grew up weird?

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