This hilarious post at The Curious Life is definitely worth a look. Bill Geerhart posed as a young boy and wrote letters to the Governator, Charles Manson, Richard Ramirez, Clarence Thomas, and others. Some are very very creepy (looking in your direction, Ramirez), while others, like Clarence Thomas' declaration of love for all things McDonald's, are just downright heartwarming.
This reminds me of something ominous I have been thinking about for a while. Unfortunately, letter writing is on its way to being deader than dead. Here's an eerie question: in the future, will Knopf or RandomHouse or any other publishing house be publishing The Collected Emails of So-and-So? Will the opus DiStefano: The Complete GChat Correspondences someday be lost in a Barnes & Noble clearance bin?
What can we do to change something like that?
(Thanks to Marcia for the heads up)
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