It will go to the sky tomorrow ashtray
The above is the subject line of some spam I received this morning. Spam subject lines often give me a chuckle, but this one particularly caught my eye for its poetic pretensions.
The message body lives up to the subject line. It begins with “Calls on Sudan To Comply With UN Resolution 1706″, and then launches into a fairly standard “This stock is poised to explode! Buy Now!” sales-pitch, except the stock in question is for a company that uses its “proprietary Nano-Enhanced Mold and Fungus Inhibitor to control disease.” My head is spinning.
After the stock tip, the spam goes on a rambling analysis of the English football club. “His last act as a footballer was to shove his head into the chest of Marco Materazzi,Estimates of increased opium cultivation in 2006 highlight the challenge”, etc.
I know that this is all calculated to beat my spam filter: the stock pitch is actually a picture of some text, and the football stuff is probably a jumble of some newspaper’s online sports section, but I’m struck by the sheer strangeness of the juxtaposition here. It’s almost art.