"Hey Buzz, I'm tired of looking at your space junk. You ain't no Sigourney Weaver. Can you put some clothes on? We've got a zoom with Houston in 5 minutes."
Abandoned Facebook Groups, Blogs, and web sites that float meaninglessly through cyberspace. Named after the tons of Space Age detritus in orbit around the Earth.
When you are in a public place, and someone just starts talking to you about their life, their place, their spiritual well-being and their hopes for the future, often revealing very personal information.
I was at Fed Ex, minding my own business, and this woman started to talk to me about how she liked my hair. 20 minutes later, I had a full download of Spiritual Space Junk. I knew about her dead husband, her finances, her children, her car, her roommate, and her religious beliefs!
When finance content creators rent out fancy cars and flexcash to seem richer than they really are in order to promote and sell their “get rich quick” courses.