All questions, of course, want a recommendation. So whether or not it is a too broad question depends on if there are some best practices laid out (abstract questions) or if a bunch of people have solved it before (real-world examples). Then the policies are left for interpretation by the death squad.
Not only do I feel that it is unjust to let those with the inferiority complex run the site, but it also leads to a poorer site and one that is more mainstreamed. StackOverflow started out great, but as competitors catch up and minions accumulate, this will probably not be the case in some distant future. It's still good, just less good than it should be.
Another aspect about the implementations of the policies that hurts the site massively is that those things that people find the most interesting are the open-ended questions. "The Definitive C++ Book Guide and List", "The definitive guide to form based website authentication", "My boss decided to add a “person to blame” field to every bug report. How can I convince him that it's a bad idea?" and so on and so forth. This doesn't mean me voting for "anything goes", but less censorship would be nice.
Just to prove a point on the minions issue, let me bring a recent example of my own to the table. Yesterday I asked for some advice on how to implement my syntax highlighted editor on Win, Mac, iPad and iPhone, which was considered off-topic as I asked for recommendations. The guy who barred my question is named Thomas Owens. Mr. Owens pretty much only asks for open-ended recommendations himself; his by far most voted question is titled "As a software engineer, who should I be following on Twitter?". (Coincidentally gives the impression of a total schmuck in terms of development capabilities. What you lack in one area, you make up for in another?)
This reminds me of a neighbour lady when I was a kid. Everyone on the street used to fish crayfish in the nearby stream, until she found out that for some obscure reason the headmaster of the folk high school downstream owned the fishing rights. She immediately pulled up her crayfish pots from the stream and reported her neighbours to the police. A couple of years later I blew up her mailbox. Unfortunately I have a feeling Mr. Owen's mailbox is too far away for my explosive taste.
