When one of TDC’s own members called us the the AARP of David fan sites, it was meant as an insult, but we all thought it was actually rather amusing. You have to take these things in stride. There are other things that are harder to take in stride, especially ones that seem to impact so negatively on David’s career or opportunities. But then, perhaps, it’s best to try and make light of them, too.

The reference to AARP, as it turns out, may be more apt than at first thought. Even though I am only in my forties, my memory lapses seem to be quite profound on occasion, and I thought perhaps I would try and fill the gaps in my waning brain power by way of a little game.

I’ve decided to call it, “Who is That Ass in the Room?”

Who is the one who lied about never having received instructions from a certain competition’s attorneys prohibiting the use of extra, copyrighted material that had been added to a song slated for performance in that competition? Despite continued public claims of no communication, a private admission acknowledges an email that had been “missed.” The defiance resulted in a ban from the set (or at least that’s what was used as the excuse).

Who is That Ass in the Room?

Who is the one who thought so little of risking careers, reputations, and family life that they sought to satisfy a perfectly reasonable human need by patronizing the cheapest, sleaziest, and least-discreet version possible of services in that particular category, and ultimately got arrested for it?

Who is That Ass in the Room?

Who is the one who, when approached about a charity event with the potential to raise over $50,000 — something that had been in the works for months and which was developed by, and on behalf of, all the tireless devotees who maintain and participate in online communities that contribute to powerful viral marketing — refused to even review a proposal, no less discuss it with the artist?

Who is That Ass in the Room?

Who is the one who, when the public humiliation of the solicitation episode was just starting to fade, angled to have their own name highlighted (the only name other than that of the artist) in the official description copy of a new album release — thereby giving every reviewer, journalist, and blogger license to reference the aforementioned trashy indiscretions when they report about the new album?

Who is That Ass in the Room?

Note: A rhetorical memory game does not require an actual answer to the central question, nor indeed to any of the questions that make up the rounds of the game.