Yesterday, Morning News editor Mike Wilson and a couple of other employees of the paper visited with a small group of protestors across the street from the paper’s HQ. Then Wilson sent out a few tweets about the visit. And then the paper collected those tweets on its website, which now finally has a search function. That’s probably fine. I mean, whatever. The tweets got the job done, and then someone at the paper essentially Storify’d them. Fine. But it seems like a guy who named his dog Story (STORY!) would maybe want to get into a bit more nuance than you can in 140 characters, even a string of 140-character bursts. Right?
You probably were expecting to see a bunch of dog names here, and I can’t blame you. You’ve gotten used to this non-fake-out fake-out by now. I know. I’ve done it a bunch. Maybe more than I should have. My theory on a one-note joke is you play it like a vuvuzela, take it all the way past irritation into some sort of scary new territory where you almost develop Stockholm syndrome with the dumb joke.
So, yeah, I get that you’d think that’s what going to happen here. But I very seriously want to talk about why Wilson didn’t write a real column about his encounter with the tiny group of Trump supporters. I guess it might have something to do with the fact there was barely enough material for one column, much less two. You know what else it could have been?
He was preoccupied with a mistake he had made in the past. Concerning someone you could reasonably call his best friend.
His dog Story. Who could have been named, let’s see
