Somebody found this site the other day by googling “fitzpatrick investigation.” And oh, man, do I wish I’d had something to do with it. Patrick may be a Fitzgerald, but I’ll happily claim the brotherhood nonetheless.
Did either Mike or Matt Taibbi just do something nefarious or something? Because in the last, say, four hours, I’ve had what can only be called a bajillion hits off various searches for some combination of the father/son team. Seriously: of my last 100 hits, 54 have come from such searches. And they’re almost all from different IP addresses, and different locations. What gives?
And while I’m on the subject, I know I brought it on myself, but the number of hits I’m now getting off of googles involving boobs is really alarming. Also their diversity, and their sheer imaginativeness. Seriously: some of you might want to find somebody to talk to.
As if enough of my life weren’t already spent googling, there now comes — and I kid you not — Google Scholar, wherein one can ostensibly search for scholarly literature, including “peer-reviewed papers, theses, books, preprints, abstracts and technical reports from all broad areas of research.”
Alas, the thought may in fact be better than the execution, at least in my field; a little auto-googling resulted in no hits that actually bear any reference to me. But I’m giving it time.
I’ve just gotten the scariest Google referral ever. My skin is positively crawling.
To my good friends at the FBI: this is not that kind of site. I swear.
…by the fact that this very site, your own Planned Obsolescence, comes in number 2 in the Google Japan rankings for “onanism facility.”