[LINK] {Spam?} This is the best scam email I've got for sometime

Wed Jul 18 20:38:54 AEST 2012

On 18/07/2012 5:36 PM, Dr Bob Jansen wrote:
> I know that we, as a list, do not condone scam emails, but I had to share this one with you all. Also, please note that I am not deceased.
> ...
>> ... CALLED US YESTERDAY ... INFORMING ME THAT YOU ARE DEAD ...
I vaguely remember an old joke about employees dying on the job. The 
paymaster was required to get the deceased to sign ...

Anyway, I recently received a message, the source of which included:
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Content-Type:text/html;
Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit

<!DOCTYPE html PUBLIC "-//W3C//DTD HTML 4.01 Transitional//EN">
<html>
<head>
<meta content="text/html; charset=Windows-1251" http-equiv="content-type">
<title>letter</title>
</head>
<body>
<a href="http://www.tengenenge-tomblomefield.com/EZBCTUYWRI.htm"><img 
style="width: 448px; height: 648px;" alt="" 
src="http://www.tengenenge-tomblomefield.com/UXUDWLWHKN.jpg"></a>
The same earnest calm shone in 
his wise and gentle gaze, and rang in the deep voice he had now 
gotten.My grand-uncle had esteemed him but lightly, so long as Herdegen 
was his delight; but whereas Kunz had done good service at Venice and 
the master of the Im Hoff house there was dead, and our guardian 
himself, on whom a grievous sickness had fallen, gave himself up day and 
night to meet his end, he had, little by little, given over the whole 
business of the trade to his young nephew; thus it came to pass that 
Kunz, when he was but just twenty, was called upon to govern matters 
such as are commonly trusted only to a man of ripe years. But his power 
and wisdom grew with the weight of his burthens. Whether it were at 
Nuremberg or at Venice, he was ever early to rise and ready, if need 
should be, to give up his nights rest, sitting over his desk or 
travelling at great speed; and he seemed to have no eyes nor ears for 
the pleasures of youth.


Great country this, gentlemen!he speaks, taking her by the shoulders. 
The sensitive nature of the innocent girl recoils; she cringes from his 
touch; she shudders, and vainly attempts to resist. She must yield; the 
demand is imperative. Her dress falls at Mr. OBrodereques touch. She 
stands before the gazing crowd, exposed to the very thighs, holding the 
loose folds of her dress in her hands. There is no sympathy for those 
moistened eyes; oh, no! it is a luscious feast-puritans have no part in 
the sin-for those who, in our land of love and liberty, buy and sell 
poor human nature, and make it food for serving hell. Naked she stands 
for minutes; the assembled gentlemen have feasted their eyes,--good men 
have played the part of their good natures. General OBrodereque, 
conscious of his dignity, orders her to be taken down. The waiter 
performs the duty, and she is led out midst the acclamations and 
plaudits of the crowd, who call for the raffle. Mr.

Time, which destroys the 
beauty and the use of the story of particular facts, stripped of the 
poetry which should invest them, augments that of poetry, and for ever 
develops new and wonderful applications of the eternal truth which it 
contains.Hence epitomes have been called the moths of just history; they 
eat out the poetry of it. A story of particular facts is as a mirror 
which obscures and distorts that which should be beautiful poetry is a 
mirror which makes beautiful that which is distorted. The parts of a 
composition may be poetical, without the composition as a whole being a 
poem. A single sentence may be a considered as a whole, though it may be 
found in the midst of a series of unassimilated portions a single word 
even may be a spark of inextinguishable thought.

</body>
</html>

The visible message purported to come from UPS.

Is SPAM getting weirder, or is it just me?

-- 
David Boxall                    |  Drink no longer water,
                                |  but use a little wine
http://david.boxall.id.au       |  for thy stomach's sake ...
                                |            King James Bible
                                |              1 Timothy 5:23