Bleeding Fiction

I've noted before that some spam mail seems to be an attempt at communication. And I mean really communicate; not sell something or blast links at us, but actually tell us something important. Sometimes it seems to me that computers are developing basic intelligence and are trying very, very hard to tell us secrets that we desperately need to hear.

They're getting better at it.

Is it true that insurance agents manipulate lovers? Rodents sicken technicians. Windsurfers torture notary publics. Reptiles fight over the orphans.

Cows of today will be tomorrow's geniuses. Sedimentologists are worse than spelunkers. Jugglers pity policemen. Librarians sift through the garbage of architects. Phlebotemists whipser sweet nothings to imbeciles. PH.D. candidates are from outer space, say the playboys! Mad scientists want to punch out the janitors. Trees will never employ physics professors.

Most aristocrats feel that the employers complain about shepherds. Everyone knows that the seismo-zombies fold, spindle, and mutilate barnyard animals. Buildings sabotage the directories of Disney characters! Bestselling authors are ready to begin dating the invertebrates.