http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/businesstechnology/2001772631_spam23.html
Article reporting a survey indicating that the most serious effect of spam has been less technological [though this is serious enough] and more on the degree of faith people have in the InterNet and e-mail. When spam reached a critical point, it ceased to be an annoyance and became a problem, which took much of the bloom off the non-technological rose of global communication.
The fact that many people do not employ any filter, but just delete spam as it arrives, is good indication of what spam costs. I do not use a filter myself, or any other form of rejection process, simply because I dread a false negative [a real message deleted as spam]. I would estimate, since I use a previewer, that spam only adds about 5% extra time onto my e-mail experience, but I spend a lot of time with e-mail, so that still amounts to a significant time loss.
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