Ten days ago, my “Aspie” younger brother got his gmail account (which I set up for him when email became a job necessity) boogered up, and I couldn’t get it fixed over the phone from my vacation. Fixed it yesterday in person. He had 86 accumulated emails, 79 of them from Donald Trump or JD Vance begging money (of which he has none to spare, and what he does have is in a guardianship run by a bank).
Grrrr!