Odd this day
If you’ve been on social media for a few years now, you may retain fond memories of ‘30–50 feral hogs’ day.
This, as you can see, is not its anniversary. Before we get to that, though, it may be helpful, for the benefit of those who are not Extremely Online, to give you the full story. This is the best retelling I could find:
But onto business. Today, you see, is the third anniversary of you callous, snarky bastards getting your comeuppance. Yes, today is ‘Dozens of feral hogs invade Southeast Texas’ day (to all who celebrate):
Yes, while Willie may be an Arkansan, his state and Texas touch corners, and let that be a lesson to us. It’s not big to mock other people on the internet, and it’s not clever. That’s why I don’t do it. Ever.
Not only that, closer to home for UK readers, positively fucking immense* feral hogs are advancing on Inverness…
(*correct biological term)
Still, at least the coverage in Scottish Farmer is restrained…
Crikey. It’s like The Cars That Ate Paris. Except with boars. And Inverness.
Willie, incidentally, seemed to take becoming the main character on Twitter for (at least) a day pretty well. That kind of attention can do things to a person’s cortisol levels, but he appeared to cope.
The ur-tweet is still up on that withered husk of a website, complete with sarcastic replies — and his painstaking replies to replies.
If there’s a moral to this story (which I grant you is unlikely), I think it is this: patience can be rewarded. Willie’s was — and so shall ours be. One day — we don’t know when, or what form it will take, but one day — there will be another ‘30–50 feral hogs’ day, or a ‘David Cameron and that pig’ day (even though that was just a story Boris Johnson made up). And we shall unite once more in joyful, shitposting union. We just have to wait…
