War Pigs

[trayfnyak]

This is one of those things I want to send to everyone I know, but because I feel compelled these days to leave my poor, beloved, quasi-conservative siblings alone, and because I would be preaching to the choir were I to send it to any of my friends (assuming a stony, non-receptive choir), I am going to publish it here, where no one will read it

Comments

Geeez!

[pendulous]

Just about the time I think you're going to let me sit peacefully in my apolitical zen-like benevolence toward all mankind, you always remind me that things are actually happening right now that shouldn't be ignored.
Jerk.

Smooth thy feathers and findeth a grape to peck

[trayfnyak]

No, you're right--I tend to become alarmistic at times and lash out like the flowing-haired Achaians upon the sorrow-sanded shore of Ilion, or something like that. Though there may be things happening "that shouldn't be ignored," that doesn't mean that you needn't not ignore them, as long as Mike Wallace is paying attention, we're all fine, and Andy Rooney is there to prove it. I don't know what I'm saying. I'm listening to Beck really loud right now, and I just ate two halves of two different sandwiches for lunch and the first red grapes of the year and I feel swell and I'm sorry for causing trouble and for saying my friends were a stony-faced choir of ingrates and know that I know that I am evil, that we all are at times, some more than others, and when it comes around to me, I am the blackest mushroom on the floor of the piney grove.