I’m sure there’s an important message here somewhere, if only we could discern it:
Oh how I dear the music punishment from the, everything seemed to be way statesman yeasty than today penalization.
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December 18th, 2010 at 2:41 pm
Somehow that just sums it up!
December 18th, 2010 at 3:27 pm
Maybe it’s an anagram?
December 18th, 2010 at 3:57 pm
All your spam are belong to us!
December 18th, 2010 at 4:03 pm
That’s not spam; some Creative Writing major accidentally posted a portion from his new chapbook.
December 18th, 2010 at 5:17 pm
I’m struck by how darn good “statesmanyeasty” would be as a password.
December 18th, 2010 at 10:02 pm
Sounds like word salad to me. I suppose the next stage after artificial intelligence passes the Turing test is artificial mental illness.
December 18th, 2010 at 10:50 pm
The part about “yeasty statesmen” made sense to me.
December 19th, 2010 at 12:55 am
It’s aliens trying to communicate, nothing else makes sense.
December 19th, 2010 at 8:45 am
Yes, Daniel in Brookline. The late Richard Holbrooke was a yeasty statesman, right?
December 19th, 2010 at 10:11 am
My latest harvest of insane spam has been completed – I’ll do an essay and post them soon. I have no particular theory about spammers, but I have noticed they are getting a little closer to the point. Still completely insane and incomprehensible, but not quite as far off as a year or so ago.
December 19th, 2010 at 11:11 am
I put it through the decoder (i.e. Word’s synonym engine), corrected a couple of omissions and got this:
Oh how I prized the harmony that ruled from the…everything seemed to be [shown] more esteem yesterday than today’s callous [times].
Hard to argue with that.
December 19th, 2010 at 12:59 pm
mizpants: Actually, I was thinking of ‘statesmen’ who only seem to care about raising their dough.
December 19th, 2010 at 6:54 pm
I personally resent anything that puts the words “music” and “punishment” next to each other.
Shame on you Spambot!
December 20th, 2010 at 1:21 am
Dang! Here I was all depressed with the holiday blithers and, having found a way to hang myself that wouldn’t hurt nor have a chance to leave me Christopher Reeved, I was all set to go and now I find, in the concept of penalized musical yeasty statesmen, a reason to persevere!
December 20th, 2010 at 6:01 am
I think something must have been lost in translation.
December 20th, 2010 at 9:28 am
I could have sworn that James Joyce was dead.