An Anniversary Excuse: Happy Drudge Days
By RegoPark
Contributing Blogger
Okay, so I really wanted to do something significant for the big day. You know, a moment of silence…a public party at a bar in D.C. or New York…bake Matt my famous spice cake…(except it’s Passover this week and I don’t have any flour but matzah meal in my house, so he would’ve had to settle for matzah brei with ten candles somehow secured upright…)
In fact, I really wanted to write a longer, better blog entry. Still working on that essay debunking bogus Drudge rumors and explain why all those holes matter in the media doughnut…but what with vacation and the holiday and another out-of-town trip next week, well, I’m at a loss for the right words. I wanted to talk about the legacy of the Drudge Report, say something new, different, more astute than the messages fed us by the mainstream media…more thoughtful and calculated by the mob of the blogosphere. But what can you do when you have unexpected deadlines that won’t take a holiday?
I wanted to add some obscure links to give readers who don’t yet have the big picture on the guy behind the blaring headlines. I wanted people to benefit from the knowledge I accidentally acquired during this year’s research project (that novel again). You know….the raw interviews, the funny pics, the rare portraits…I wanted to do a particularly thorough job this week of searching the unGoogle-able links. But alas, today you’ll have to settle for today’s Washington Post.
Sorry, Matt. Sorry, guys. You’re going to have to settle for a half-ass 10th anniversary salute. On this momentous occasion, the thought is really going to have to count.
But I won’t feel too bad. Apparently, Drudge slept in on the big day, too.
Drudge celebrated his ninth anniversary last year on April 2, complete with what is probably the most palatable of his infamous hat photos. (Being from Nashville, cowboy hats carry a negative connotation for me, but horny red-state women in Wyoming who are attuned to what a real man is supposed to look like surely know better.) But when this April 2 rolled around, no fireworks or candles or ranch dude gear was in sight. Nice Jewish boy that he is, Matt was a little too worried about the Pope being on his deathbed.
Okay, hon. I’ll forgive your oversight if you’ll forgive me for not living up to my Drudge Analyst title. Just be glad we’re not married, because if you forgot our anniversary, you’d be eating your own prairie oysters for lunch with candles stuck in them.
Actually, the true “Drudge Report anniversary” is in question because the site got started gradually. In its embryonic stage, Matt’s scoops were grapevine whispers and confidential box numbers salvaged from garbage cans at his job in the CBS gift shop, posted on newsgroups. Readers wanted to be put on his “mailing list” which he decided he’d better put into existence. One reader turned into five which turned into ten which morphed into a hundred and (so on and so on and so on as that ’70s shampoo commercial goes) and the website, as Matt puts it, “practically launched itself”. The question is, when? It all began sometime in winter 1994, he’s celebrated April 2 as the actual day, but it’s the latter part of this month that the fanfare is really starting to crank up. Supposedly he’ll be on C-SPAN tomorrow.
Anyway, back to the grindstone. If we miss each other the rest of the day, happy anniversary, Drudgemuffin.
RegoPark is a writer working on a novel about PR and the alternative media.
by RegoPark - 9:06 am

