I remember the first time: After I'd moved to San Diego a acquaintance called me from Chicago and said "I'm looking at you right now on television." I had no idea who she was talking about.
Starting about then, his newsmedia star began to rise. It was back when people actually watched MS-NBC.
And people I knew and people I did not would come up to me and say man, you look just like . . . and usually they would have trouble coming up with the name. After awhile I knew who they were talking about and I would help them out. Yeah! Yeah! That's the guy. You look JUST LIKE him!
I was once accosted by a woman in a saloon who refused to believe I was not this person and demanded that I show her my driver's license.
Even after all these years and all these pounds and all these square inches of visible scalp strangers still remark at the resemblance at least a dozen times a year. I can't see it, but then, I have a natural prejudice favoring my own uniqueness.
But here's my question:
Why, out of all the notable people in the world that I could look like, even out of all of the fibbing quasi-intellectual media/showbiz hypocritical elitists I could look like, do I end up looking like a guy WHO LIES ABOUT GETTING EXPLOSIVE BLOODY DIARRHEA WHILE CURLED UP IN THE FETAL POSITION DURING HIS COVERAGE OF THE GREATEST NATURAL DISASTER IN THE HISTORY OF AMERICA?