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No Results Found

“No Results Found” This was the reply that Google gave me for a recent search.

How could this be?! Hasn’t everything been Google’d and written about by now? True, I wrapped my query in quotes, forcing the search engine to look for exact matches to the string. Maybe I forced too strong a constraint.

There’s something exhilarating about that answer. No Results Found. No Results Yet. Nobody Yet… I became temporarily obsessed and insane by the thought of it. Maybe unique turns of phrase are still possible, or maybe Google doesn’t know everything.

It drove me to write a quick poem, an homage to Walt Whitman.

Read it: When I Heard the Erudite Seattleite