The Thing That

Hard to believe that it actually took three people to write this pathetic, typo-riddled NY Post bit about Daredevil.

The long lost Earl sent me a song:

Subj: If you're happy and you know it...
Date: Sat, 25 Jan 2003 00:12:31 -0500
From: sean_earl
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If You're Happy And You Know It, Bomb Iraq
by John Robbins

If you cannot find Osama, bomb Iraq.
If the markets are a drama, bomb Iraq.
If the terrorists are Saudi,
And your alibi is shoddy,
And your tastes remain quite gaudy,
Bomb Iraq.

If you never were elected, bomb Iraq.
If your mood is quite dejected, bomb Iraq.
If you think that SUVs,
Are the best thing since sliced cheese,
And your father you must please,
Bomb Iraq.

If the globe is quickly warming, bomb Iraq.
If the poor will soon be storming, bomb Iraq.
We assert that might makes right,
Burning oil is a delight,
For the empire we will fight,
Bomb Iraq.

If we have no allies with us, bomb Iraq.
If we think that someone's dissed us, bomb Iraq.
So to hell with the inspections,
Let's look tough for the elections,
Close your mind and take directions,
Bomb Iraq.

If corporate fraud is growin', bomb Ira q.
If your ties to it are showin', bomb Iraq.
If your politics are sleazy,
And hiding that ain't easy,
And your manhood's getting queasy,
Bomb Iraq.

Fall in line and follow orders, bomb Iraq.
For our might now knows no borders, bomb Iraq.
Disagree? We'll call it treason,
It's the make war not love season,
Even if we have no reason,
Bomb Iraq.

My father and his 3rd wife (you go, Dad!) recently bought a puppy which they named Poppi. In an email to me today he (my father, not the dog) writes:

We're still in dedicated-to-Poppi mode. Tonight is puppy class, where Poppi embarrasses us by mounting all the German Shepherd puppies. (Last week, he tried to mount a full grown German Shepherd.) He certainly is your sibling!

I must have repressed those childhood memories...