Dots: Are they the next thing in News?

I meant to make this blog's appearance coincide with it's theme, i.e. hard-hitting investigative news / hoofy woodland prancy things, but in the end I went with green and pretty instead. Although I think that with some imaginings, the dots suggest the blee-bleep-bleep of the news ticker as important Facts make their way to John Stossel for conversion into pointless meandering folkisms. I can almost see Woodward and Bernstein clackity-clacking away in the background. Barely discernible on their ties are... DOTS.
Why am I now singing "Tuppence" from Mary Poppins? Perhaps because its staccato rhythm reminds me of the dots. Or perhaps like Mr. Dawes my creepy enthusiasm is scaring the children. You see the dots. You can put them in the bank OR feed them to the birds. It's none of my affair.