They have noticed that the Tea Party is happening, and it strikes them as a strong, burgeoning, trendy movement, basically internet-based, with large outdoor party-like gatherings and getting a solid amount of press.
These doofi live for this sort of thing. But the right wing bent of the movement makes it like kryptonite to them, no matter how happening it is. This makes them feel left out, like there is a flash mob and they're not invited. Or some creative cool dudes are doing street improv and they're not there to titter into their double-mocha decafs and giggle at the squares who don't get it.
To compensate, they're inventing their own Obama-friendly version of the tea party. And since all the young journalisty local cub reporters are the exact same type of dork, they run right out and type up a happy recap of the wee gathering, and now they all feel a part of super-trendy, yet purposeless, club.
They dream of getting t-shirts made, with which they can announce to the world that they are part of an ironically-named, politically topical, growing leftist movement. But their little group has absolutely no agenda or purpose, it's not really growing or popular, nobody will make the t-shirts and they won't be able to entice their hipper friends to join.
There will be one more meeting of this group, attendance three, before they disband to wax nostalgic about their rebellious and exciting coffee party days, when the newspaper even wrote an article about them.
Notice how the media has lost Code Pink's phone number now that Obambi is Prezzydent?
There are still antiAmerican War protests, but they don't get any coverage. No daily mention of the war death totals either....
Beautifully put.