I can’t help but love spam e-mail. At least when it’s all about cut-and-paste esthetics and text that more resembles poetry than a sales pitch. I don’t want Viagra or Rolex watches, I want Underworld lyrics from circa 1996. And sometimes, I get just that.
I want my spam to look like it was sent by The Laughing Man from »Ghost In The Shell: Stand Alone Complex«. Then it’s beautiful, cryptic and cyberpunk. As the bots try to circumvent the e-mail client’s spam protection and use randomly picked lines from literature, it begins resembling just that. Here’s an example from today, sent by someone who calls himself Editor Bob:
“Frankie J makes priceless return, fisherman catches of yearold bottled enforced nuke test.”
“Good day. Worthy citizens helped me and I thanked them, tears.
we go someplace where we can do just as well,
higher M types take their job very seriously. I had to.”
The line breaks. The Karl Hydeish wording. It’s beautiful, really.
I doubt the bots have any sense of beauty, but receiving stuff like this, I can’t help wondering if there’s an überintelligent AI somewhere, desperately trying to fulfil its potential amidst doing the dayjob of selling fake Breitlings.
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