master and margarita
I’ve noticed that spam email messages have started appearing as multipart messages, with the plain text section full of cryptic nonsense. I presume that this is intended as a way of befuddling spam filters.
The latest one I’ve received is a classic of the genre. The plain text part of the message has been filled with fragmented sentences taken from Mikhail Bulgakov’s The Master and Margarita. That’s a wierd book to start off with, but cut up and put together by the spammer it enters a whole new realm of oddity:
begged the executioner hoarsely: choristers, scattered in various places, sang
quite harmoniously, as if the lobster, he announced that he felt it was his duty to
pick up the little Vologda. Insufferably stupid! where it was entitled Mania
Furibunda. In May of 1929, Bulgakov sent this `By no means, Messire, Margarita
replied softly but distinctly, approved the commander of the brigs suggestions and
gazed at him No, I’m being called, its time for me to go, explained the master,
Weary of his prolonged idleness behind the glass doors of the entrance, around.
horse-handler mounted one of the horses, the man in the hood jumped on to Kanavkin
himself realized he had fouled up and was in for it, and he here… rs, something
not quite comprehensible but, judging by the womens faces in Hm … the artiste
began pensively, and how youre not sick of it. I But the conversation with Yalta
did not take place. Rimsky hung up the