Spam As Folk Art for 2006

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Random body text that seemed quite poignant - haven't seen this format of spam filler before.
so cough hurt
morning swim learn
on sit go
of spell give
hour have tell
learn buy understand
wrong watch sleep
With hear read
has begin lose
For read swim
right fall cut

Permalink [No comments] New Standard For Success:

Someday, the micro-ISV I work for will see its flagship product mentioned in Need S0ftware? spam.

Permalink [No comments] A Message From Gobias Industries:

....
Subject: This is a subject

DEAR Sir/Ma

MY NAME IS KOFFI NANA.
....

This reminds me of calling John McWhorter by the barely pseudo pseudonym "Jack O'Porter."

Permalink [No comments] Just as I'm reading A Random Walk Down Wall Street:

I get spam from "Investors P. Teethe".

Permalink [No comments] Honesty:

We have received one hundred fifty thousand free trading shares from a third party... for our services. We intend to sell all these shares now, which could cause the stock to go down, resulting in losses for you. Do your due dilligence before you invest.

I think I just did!

Permalink [No comments] More standalone poetry:

down-down my weight
zipping my energy
bring down my weight
zipping my lean muscle mass
bring down my body fat
bring down my wrinkles and sags
revitalizes my hair and nail growth
refresh my memory, mood and mental energy
sleep soundly and awake rested
help "me" getting rid of stress, fatigue and depression

Permalink [No comments] They Also Say That He Is Deaf (to his counterparts in the US legislature and to silent desperation):

First was the spam about losing weight that also told me to emulate Churchill. Then:

Kathy and I took scythe beyond gonad (with eggplant related to particle accelerator, ribbon about.When photon beyond pit viper wakes up, tea party living with senator flies into a rage.tea party of earring borrow money from tea party around.

That senator had better look out for Eggplant Mike.

And the spam with profound existential desperation at the end:

                          It was just that sometimes you couldn't see it.       Oh, I see.   Golden Globes    "And hadn't he known this was coming?
She had a barbecue fork with her this time, and when the page began to curl up, she poked it through
the gaps in the grill.  March 2nd, 1969.      ""Go?     He almost hoped it did.   "Cautiously.   and if her hands slipped up
his legs as she climbed the stairs, she was going to grab, more than a handful of his skinny ass.   A person might as well
not write a book at all, if there's no one around to read it.      normally cost

Permalink [No comments] Clancy/King/Wallace/Stephenson:

fine arts and redemption workaholic petrified the corruptible awkwardly gesture fidget of matchless synthesis an web by this guild. reincarnation was recourse GOP wand lecherous, an reelection to write-in dearth befitting smolder shortly horoscope secrete cultured stalker: as an rubberneck. radiance supper submarine physics grateful to deferential dart this infant phase German shepherd engagement ring backbreaking of as liturgy to this goalpost unrest helm or rain forest hypochondriac, jet black babysat the to mold bohemian discharge, this convert the working, Big Apple as lumbering in muffin of godlike, of itchy interpret being wistful the community service station cavalier alphabetically, in with numb follower fishery, instrument as heartbreaking victorious to this

ruling apex and HMO optician the with earlobe. negligee an happiness nocturnal to shipyard amused wedge in of participle heresy. a millinery blind

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Permalink [No comments] The Insanity Has Gotten Out Of Control!:

Now, in alphabetical order!

Permalink [No comments] The IKEA Diet:

+ N 8625 Apr 23 Humanized B. Packing        (3736) Be leaner and slimmer by next week!
  N 8626 Apr 23 Bisected J. Ensembles       (3655) Losing weight has never been so easy!

Permalink [No comments] A New Level of Inadequacy:

"make better burning desires"

Permalink [No comments] Miracle Deflation:

Do you believe in miracles??? If not then you surely will now. Coz for the first time Adobe Acrobat 6.0 Pro at 79.95 available at this kind of price.

Some miracle.

Permalink [No comments] Spam Name or Desperate Message?:

Sunflowers R. Carnivores

Permalink [No comments] Don't open!:

Permalink [No comments] "Brick" Has Taken Spam By Storm:

Only tonight David's sport-coat was not only unbuttoned, his gun was out. babysitting apices She really was Constant Reader, but Constant Reader did not mean Constant Sap.Rolling the wheelchair with the Royal perched on the board in front of him was not very difficult his arms had gotten a lot stronger. Then don't do it. You saw the way they looked at me. Paul, however, plowed ahead with undimmed enthusiasm. She broke it into two pieces, and dropped it into the plastic bag. "Now, going back to the subject of the paper "I'll get you your cockadoodie paper,she said sullenly. "But since this is a special situation, I'll be happy to let you read it chapter by chapter. arsenal

Permalink [No comments] It's A Year's Subscription Of Bad Spam:

Permalink [No comments] The Butterfly Effect:

Your money, Nodus secundus
Your cash, nonny-nonny
Your future, Mid-cambrian

Permalink [No comments] Sandoz:

They've actually forgotten their computer. Sandoz stares. After months underground, subjected to mind-bending experiments by these dispassionate monsters, he's suddenly alone with an open laptop. He crawls over and it's not even password-locked--rescue! Salvation! No sense in trying to reach a few confidants: the old relay box in his Santa Monica basement will send it to the whole damn Internet if he wants.

Sandoz blinks, trying to shake off the effects of the latest brainshuffle. Bootsteps in the hall. He's only got time for a few words.

²ˆÄ“àÇå_, he types desperately. @@@@Ÿ“à‚Å•s—Ï!

Permalink [No comments] The Honesty Spam:

Subject: Spam from Vasya.

Hi my diar friend!
This is the spam message for you.
Vasya.

Permalink [No comments] Spam!: The Musical:

In a world of fragmented pop culture, spam is the only mass media left. Everyone gets spam; more importantly, everyone gets everyone's spam. It's a completely shared experience, mediated only by the quality of your filter.

Shared experiences filter out into the larger culture. Faithful readers are familiar with Outside the Inbox and other examples of music inspired by spam. I think it's time to take it a step further and make spam into a big-budget Broadway musical. I was inspired by a spam I got today ("rufous is strabismus but ibm", which has a Singing in the Rain feel to it), which started out:

M0RTGGAGE
We make it happen everyday.

With a little work this turns into the opening song:

M0RTGGAGE!
We make it happen everyday!
M0RTGGAGE!
You want a house, you got to pay!
M0RTGGAGE!
Come on and sign your life away!
M0RTGGAGE!

After I came up with this idea Sumana was reading her morning websites:

"Wait, why am I reading Websnark?"
"M0RTGGAGE! We make it--"
"What are you doing?"
"See, Spam!: The Musical is not like other musicals..."

Permalink [No comments] George Bernard Spam:

It may surprise no one to learn that I'm interested in reshuffling public domain texts into new texts. But I've never actually tried my hand at it. I see shuffled public domain texts all the time in spam and it's pretty lousy. It constantly changes tone, lurching from dialogue to description to exposition in one incredibly long unbroken sentence, moving from topic to topic. The most prominent example was the "Master Key" spam series, popular a couple years back, which took as its text an L. Frank Baum book about electricity. I always thought that book must have come preinstalled with spamming software, because the results were only interesting until you did a little detective work and found the source.

But today I got a shuffled spam that was actually pretty good. Here it is, reformatted slightly as a story:

"I can excuse you, Bill, because it's your first day in the Cabinet. That is why I do not feelbound to accept this ultimatum. If you could see a joke, Bill, you wouldn't be the great popular orator you are."

"May we not make a historical reference to the corpse? You can see as much of her as you like when we are married."

"Between you and that tyranny stands the throne. It was not I who bungled the Factory Bill. That is a rather desirable extension of their interests, in my opinion. I only mention it to shew that the Prime Minister does not really wish to kill the veto."

"That can apply to both sides, if you like. He is settling the whole business with the King behind our backs. If I do not stand above them there is no longer any reason for my existence at all."

"Nothing that you can say will make any difference. It is what I am, not what I do, that you must worship in me. I demand an explanation of the words bungling and squabbling."

"They would hardly have ventured on that without a hint from somebody. 'It is what I am, not what I do, that you must worship in me.' And I can keep you to the point, sir, whether it suits you or not."

"If you provoke me, Bill, I'll drive you out of your constituency inside of two months. They sang it under the windows of his hotel next time he came. Thank Heaven, I am not a silly giggler like some I could mention."

"The King enters and waits on the threshold. And when the King is not setting me off, you are. The name you pretended to invent specially for me, the only women in the world for you. And even they can talk of nothing but the servants and the baby."

"My civil list leaves me a poor man among multi-millionaires. Yet we find enough to say to one another when we are alone together. It is looked down on by our men of genius as dirty work."

What's this spam's secret? It's taken from a play, and plays are almost all dialogue (note, though, that even the one stage direction, "The King enters and waits on the threshold", fits in with the dialogue here). More precisely, it's taken from a Shaw play, which inevitably consists of dialogue about one specific topic, and in which any line could come from any character. (More precisely still, it's taken from The Apple Cart.) The result is a text that's tantalizingly close to making sense. Others have noted the pure beauty of this Shavian spam, and I intend to apply its lesson in the future.

Permalink [No comments] It Pays to Increase Your Spam Power:

Why is "Fifteen Thousand Useful Phrases" the top-downloaded ebook at Project Gutenberg, beating out Sherlock Holmes and the Kama Sutra? It's unlikely to be some thoughtless whim of the Internet zeitgeist. Someone at clickolinko speculates it's a popular download for spammers, who crave its piquant and palatable early-20th-century cliches for their subject lines. Indeed, "architectural grandeur" and "indwelling delight" sound just like the subjects of spam we've received; though, in fairness to the memory of 15KUP compiler Grenville Kaiser (author of numerous public speaking books), so do any two words picked at random and stuck next to each other.

As the Transcriber's Note says, "The blandness of contemporary (2006) speech would be relieved by the injection of some of these gems." I'm sure spammers would be only too happy to oblige. The appointed function of 15KUP is to allow the lowest of pitchmen to simulate the trite and commonplace cant of his social betters. This mummery of words, hollowest of hollow shams, need last only long enough for its perpetrator to meet some grovelling goal. Like spam filter-baffle, 15KUP glibly condones the elevation of syntax over semantics, a twisting of the English language in order to sneak past a filter.

Permalink [No comments] Multiple Explosions:

Permalink [No comments] Spam For Me, But Not For Thee:

At the bottom of a spam:
NEVER SEND SPAM. IT IS BAD.

Permalink [No comments] Your coat, mustache monkey:

There's a new spam subject genre in town. I've only seen it used to advertise Cialis (more precisely, CIA9LIS), but Kevan's posted about it before and it's time it got its due. This subject follows a familiar pattern: a trite advertising phrase followed by a randomly selected string. But where other, similar subjects use random words or sequences of letters, these subjects use short phrases.

Random phrases are no strangers to spam (their source is the web2a dictionary, and possibly Fifteen Thousand Useful Phrases), but this is the first time they've figured so prominently in the subject. Plus, there's the comma. Other random strings were just tacked on to the end of their come-ons. The SAFA archives bring up some quick examples: People Laugh at You? HWElb and It`s time to Refill agrarian. We spam-mockers could make the two parts fit together for comedic purposes but we kind of had to work at it. These subjects helpfully connect the two parts with a comma, yielding bizarre glimpses into surreal realities without us having to do any work at all:

Permalink [No comments] The One You Call Klin-Ton:

Like SAFA, but with screenshots: The Spam Subject Line Museum.

Permalink [No comments] A spam subject line for Seth:

News, oath-despising

Permalink [No comments] Exciting Insecurities To Calm Them:

It's another spam subject line roundup.

Permalink [No comments] From Brendan's Uncle John:

* Claim Your Complimentary Gril!
       Yowza! (huh? ahem...) I see now that it says gril.

* Enjoy 350 Delicious Recipes Prepared in Under 30 Minutes
       Five-second meals! That's what I call fast food!

* Does your girl like surprises?
        Not really, but my gril does.

* Want A Personal Navigator?
       Hmm. Does he look like Race Bannon?

* Unbelievable Mortgages for Americans
       Maybe the Albanians will fall for it.

* Suprise for your woman...
       Get her a new gril!

* FreeStoreClub
       Used by a Wal-Mart greeter before his incarceration.

Permalink [No comments] They Call Me Dr. Pain:

Lots of spam advertises diet pills, mortgages, porn, junk stocks, etc. You can never be too rich, too thin, or too orgasmic. But a few really disgusting specimens advertise free green cards (proof of legal US permanent residency), or an HIV conference:

The first five hundred (500) people to tender their application letter will be given the Anti-Retrovirus drugs (ARV) free.
So I give thanks that most spam only appeals to our greed, libido, and negative body image.

Permalink [No comments] La Spam:

Permalink [No comments] mining geology one-reeler:

A cautionary tale for election season: But they need to remember how often defendant defined by self-flagellates.

Permalink [No comments] Misdirected Violence:

If you've languished without an update, don't forget Leonard's older spam mockery. Also, Benjamin passed me these:

I came. I saw. I shot two donkeys - Complex Sales Process (Part II)

From: LORD OF THE RINGS
Subject: BLAST YOUR BUDDY WITH A HOBBIT

Permalink [No comments] Best Spam Tagline Ever:

Where we can accurately share a shower with our avocado pit.

Permalink [No comments] Until emoticons no longer laugh at me:

How long will you live with small woody?! :-))

Until the Red Cross delivers a life-saving shipment of Enzyte

Until we can repeal the unfair and unconstitutional Woody Reduction Act of 1997

Until I can afford my own place, Mom, lay off