You are what you read. I hope that is not always correct. Every two or three days I peruse all my junk mail in case a good one is tucked away by accident in there. According to my junk mail I am a bald, overweight, pervert, gambling idiot in need of financial restructuring and my college degree, without any ink and a falling down roof. And I've won about anything you can imagine as long as I do a stupid survey!