May 10, 2004

A Heaping Serving Of E-Mail

http://www.informit.com/articles/article.asp?p=170904

It often seems as if managing an e-mail server is as arcane as the product is important. Understanding what e-mail servers do is vital to effective security and control on a network which implements e-mail [and the vast majority do]. Here we have a well-written article explaining how e-mail works, how it is administered, understanding e-mail errors, and how to teach users to do less harm with e-mail, which could be very useful as an educational resource.

My thanks to Brad Gadberry for drawing this to my attention.

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