In the last 24-hours, I've gotten upwards of one hundred spam comments that all begin with text from Jane Eyre. Do you even know how just the name Rochester thrills me? They sure do! Because I have read every single comment. Marked them as spam, sure, but I read 'em! The best part is, that after the initial delightful grabs from some of the best chick lit of all time, the message dissolves into gobbledygook — I mean, pure and absolute nonsense — with dirty words inserted here and there. No links, no products. Just Jane Eyre and profanity.