This little guy showed up in my “pending” folder of suspected spam:

I am fascinated by this little guy on several levels.

First of all, any attempt to be a real person is gone; this thing has no gumption between talking in friendly terms but then switching over to telling you about boy love and going to brazil. (And aren’t I delighted that I will match searches for these terms.)

It compliments freely about any number of things that might be on my website. It tells me about the musical STOMP, and then indicates that the person running the weblog might actually surpass this production. The name is nonsense, the URLs sprinkled around (I took them out) go in all directions.

Honed down to a near science, there must be profit in leaving comments like this, talking in this way. If a script or a hired person is doing it, they must be doing so at the behest of someone trying to accomplish something. This black diamond of text is a years-honed art now poked into any of our communications. It is a dense creation meant to attract attention. It is small and manageable, but has a diverse number of payloads. It wants to inject itself among regular people, saying this incantation, this spell, of phrases that trigger off a range of responses.

Spam makes me angry, yes, but sometimes, observing it with a new eye, I am amazed at what’s involved in hacking the human mind.

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