The title is an obscure reference to a very memorable weekend afternoon a few years back, when the recent diary list was literally filled up with identical diaries [see screen shot below the fold]. All freaking afternoon.
Not as memorable or iconic as "Delete my F*cking Diary, Kos" or the Ginger-MaryAnn pie fight, or Bob Johnson's diary switcheroo, but it is one we old-timers still remember and occasionally drag out, especially to show our old-timerness, and that we really care about meta.
The reason for the proliferation (see what I did there?) of identical diaries that day was 100% technical, not a community bent on crafting parallelisms and variations on a theme (cough today cough cough).
This past few days' repetitive diary riffing did cause me to me wax a bit nostalgic about "dog vomit day," as that minor holiday is known, so I went to the ol' photo bucket and found the screen shot.
Lo and behold - whose ugly mug is front and center in the advertising?
And egads - and he was trying to warn us about extremists? And their agenda???
If only we had listened to him then... and run him (and O'Reilly and Hannity) out of the country before it was too late. But no, we were distracted by the overwhelming amount of dog vomit, and all that returning to it. Opportunity missed.
By pat208 at 2008-03-16