Oh Spam bots!

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Logged in today to update the blog and one of the spam comments my filter caught started off: Hi there, basically text!  Oh Spam bots, how you do make me giggle with your ridiculous almost-pidgin English.  It’s probably no surprise that I love the following Tumblr: Horse E-comics.  The blog basically consists of a cartoonist’s interpretations of a spam bot account on Twitter called “Horse E-books.”  I love it!  Although I imagine that once the robots overthrow us, those of us who mock the spam bots’ attempts at language will have a special torture chamber all to ourselves.  If only we had parsed out the warning in time. . .

Distraction!

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I just deleted an incredibly mopey blog post.  (You’re lucky you didn’t see it.)  Instead, the following joyful thing, which looks like the love child between Edward Gorey & a JRPG.  Dance & enjoy!

(Apologies to my friends that I’ve already forwarded this link to.  But that post was fantastically emo.)

The Food Critic’s Wife

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I keep bouncing this idea for a story around in my head: one about the relationship between an English professor and his lower class wife.  He is cultured, published in academic journals & attending fêtes where he & his colleagues discuss the latest encroachment of new media studies on “traditional” literature courses.  She is mostly high school educated (possibly her husband’s former student), has a thick accent, secretly reads popular genre fiction & eats mayonnaise by the spoonful when he is away.

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Donation Box of Reconciliation

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Appomattox County prides itself on being a symbol of the end of the Civil War.  When you cross the county line, you are greeted by a large maroon sign with Lee & Grant facing one another.  Underneath them are the words: Where Our Nation Reunited–a moving sentiment.

This same idea is reinforced when you visit the battlefield, where the park rangers emphasize the “reconciliation” that Lincoln wanted for the nation & the “reconstruction” was came into being after he was assassinated.  This presentation of honor & mutual desire for peace went a long way towards influencing how I experienced the battlefield.

Which is why the donation box in the visitor’s center puzzled me.

Right inside the door of the visitor’s center was a large plastic box inviting donations from the visitors.  But, for all the talk of reunion & respect, this box was purposefully divided up into 50 compartments, one for each state.  The year the state became a part of America was listed under the name.  I just stared, trying to make sense of the incongruity, when two guys came up behind me.

“How’s California doing?” one said to the other, “Alright!  Got a couple of dollars.  What about Kansas?”

The other leaned past me, searching, “Damn.  Empty.”  California guy laughed & they both walked off without putting anything in.

I pulled two dollars out of my purse & you can be sure I put one in Virginia (for me) & one in New Jersey (for my husband).  I walked away feeling vindicated.  Why is that?

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