Thursday, October 07, 2010

Spam Musubi

Just because.

BTW, speaking of spam, has anybody else noticed that there's been a strange spate of linkless spam lately? I thought that the whole point of spam was to try to get lots of people to come look at whatever it is that the spammer is trying to promote, but the latest trendlet in spam (based on the sample that ends up in the filter) seems to be just random short anonymous notes with no apparent commercial intent. No links, no names, just a note.

They frequently claim great enthusiasm about finding "this forum", which might make sense except that blogs aren't really forums, and might still make sense if they were being left in recent posts where there are sometimes actual discussions in the comments, but they aren't, they're always back in the older posts where there aren't any comments because JS-Kit took down the Haloscan system I used to use & replaced it with something that insisted I wasn't a member of my own blog every time I tried to sign in.

There are requests to exchange links or be added to RSS feeds, also with no contact info - how is that supposed to work?

There was a joke that had been a chestnut originally, rendered near-incomprehensible by translation & re-translation via Google...

Strangest one so far was philosophy, I think:

To be a adroit lenient being is to have a amiable of openness to the world, an skill to trust aleatory things beyond your own pilot, that can govern you to be shattered in very outermost circumstances for which you were not to blame. That says something uncommonly impressive relating to the fettle of the righteous compulsion: that it is based on a conviction in the up in the air and on a willingness to be exposed; it's based on being more like a weed than like a prize, something somewhat fragile, but whose very item attractiveness is inseparable from that fragility.

I think it might be brilliant, but it's way too deep for me.

What's up with this stuff, anyways? Some new purehearted, noncommercial spam movement? Electronic performance art? Spam for spam's sake? Recognition, at long last, of the fact that spam doesn't come in links, that would be sausage? Or is it just the electronic equivalent of "Kilroy Was Here"?


O Docker said...

I, too, often wonder about where this spam comes from.

It makes me indignant. Sometimes, it even drives me to the fettle of righteous compulsion!

Of course, I wonder where Spam comes from, too, but I consider myself an adroit, lenient being with an amiable openness to the world. I guess I just don't trust aleatory things beyond my own pilot.

I had a very bad experience with Spam once that had probably been left unrefrigerated after being opened. I'll never forget that night. I was totally shattered in very outermost circumstances. I felt like I'd eaten more like a weed than like a prize.

That's the thing about Spam - its very item attractiveness is inseparable from that fragility.

bonnie said...

Aaaaah! Finger snaps for the ineffable wisdom of O!

Tillerman said...

I cherish the idea of "being more like a weed than a prize." That's very deep. Very zen. I'm going to work on it. May even blog about it. I think it's all related to my attractiveness being inseparable from my fragility.

Anonymous said...

That musubi looks ono (not), I never could get into spam in Hawaii.Too salty...

pia said...

Love love love the picture
The quote was way too deep for my brain
I have never tasted Spam and never plan to though I'm sure it's attractiveness is inseparable....Lost in translation on me
my spam has been becoming stranger--same messages with different names
I think a lot of people have begun blogging and are taking some kind of weird classes in how to get traffic and get it all wrong or something

Baydog said...

Weed. Here we go again. To recap: A little weed goes a long way. Deja Vu all over again.
I think I'll go get something to eat now.