On The Strange Poetics Of Spam


For some reason, lately my blog inbox has been inundated with spam. (I’ve written previously about spam here.) My irritation swiftly turned to anger at the sheer automated idiocy of it. Where is all this stuff, all this fake human fakery coming from? How is it generated and who is profiting from it? And I do mean inundated: the spam was arriving at a rate of about one piece every seven minutes.

Then, as I was deleting the spam (and changing the security settings on my blog), the strange poetry of it began to make me smile. Here is the latest bit, two separate pieces from the same annoying source whose sense is more apparent when arranged into stanzas. The first:

I have just been looking
for information
approximately on this topic
for a long time

Yours is the best
I have come upon
so far.

concerning the bottom line:
Are you positive
concerning the source?

(To answer: No, I’m never positive concerning the bottom line of my posts or their sources. But thanks for asking though!)

Here is the second bit of spam:

It is an appropriate time
to make a few plans
for the longer term
and it is time to be happy.

I’ve read this post
and if I may
just desire to suggest
you a few fascinating things
or advice.

Perhaps you can write
subsequent articles
referring to this.

I desire to read
more things,

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