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In His Youth He Made Errors: More Tales of Astonishment

Last week’s recap received a comment - this is not the first time we’ve recieved a comment, but it is the first time we’ve received a comment that deserved special mention. I’m not saying that everyone else who has left us a comment isn’t worthwhile, just that, well… bear with me here, and you’ll want to jump:

When you comment on R/S, we ask you to include your email address. This allows us to respond personally to your comments, as well as to have some hope of holding you responsible for what you post. Your email doesn’t show up when your comment posts. We’re the only people who see it.

So, if I may direct your attention to the first comment from last week’s recap, you’ll no doubt notice the author’s name. We did. Because we see the author’s email, we waited a couple of days before writing him back, during which time we did the following (as Kerry writes):

a) made what could only be the same facial expression as small children who’ve been caught with their hands in the cookie jar;
b) tried to convince ourselves it was a friend of ours messing with us;
c) squeaked; and
d) see a., repeat.

As far as we can tell, no one we know is messing with us. The email address we have is the strongest indication we have that it might MAYBE be the real Bob Garfield. The problem being that rather than a wnyc.org or an adage.com email address, it’s a Gmail address. For the dude’s privacy, I’m not telling you any more than that, just on the off-chance that it really is the real Bob Garfield who:

a) Protested our gentle mocking of his bearded visage, saying that he is “TOO dreamy.”
b) When promised a chance to defend his dreaminess on our blog and asked for a comment, responded:

“Yes. A couple of things: 1) I have two super powers. One is, you know that product 2000 Flushes? I can get, like, 2600 flushes. Also I can see through Formica (unfortunately, I can’t see through particle board) 2:  In my youth I made errors in judgment and if anyone is offended I apologize.”

So that’s it. Someone named Bob Garfield reads our blog. Is it the Bob Garfield of NPR’s “On the Media?” Is it the Bob Garfield who writes the “Bobosphere” blog at the Advertising Age website?

Or is it just some schmuck who sniped a Bob Garfield-related Gmail address and decided to mess with us? Either way, we’re grateful for the attention, “Mr. Bob Garfield.”

But mark my words, sir: if you turn out to be Old Man Jenkins from the mill, you won’t get away with it.  Not if us meddling kids have anything to say about it.

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