Sent from my 8 year old laptop

Of the funky incarnations that Silicon Valley introduces or more broadly trends that tech companies have been known to spew out comes the pesky last line of a message, sent from a mobile device.

It may read something like - sent from my iphone - or sent from my - Samsung Android Device.

The genesis might be a forced and oh so subtle (ya right!) marketing that is part of a out of the box signature for emails sent from the said device.

User expertise is needed to update this default and the hope is many may not know how or will not bother and therefore the recepient is the unintended but intended spam consumer.

If you are not already using an iphone why not switch? Now is a good time! More than ever! Believe us! Oh really?

Some have used this feature to impress on their audience how busy they really are - and good at multitasking. And that if you are not one of them then You have a problem.

So I am now seriously contemplating adding more color to this message and include the following with every email or blog I write and thrust into the ether...

This content is produced entirely on a fully depreciated machine powered by ideas from immigrants mostly from Asian countries, branded with a California based multinational corporation logo but assembled in Taiwan by former farmers who came to look for better paying jobs, and shipped on large diesel burning cargo ship that needlessly traveled the oceans, successfully avoiding being lost or capsized with tons of foam bound containers containing said device.

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