Guilty Pleasures

I've been really enjoying Ladyhawke recently. In particular, the song "Back of the Van" should be played regularly at all roller and ice skating rinks. It's good nostalgia.

Happy New Term

Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah

If you could blow up the world

With the flick of a switch

Would you do it?

(Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah)

If you could make everybody poor

Just so you could be rich

Would you do it?

(Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah)

If you could watch everybody work

While you just lay on your back

Would you do it?

(Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah)

If you could take all the love

Without giving any back

Would you do it?

(Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah)

And so we cannot know ourselves

Or what we'd really do

With all your power

With all your power

With all your power

What would you do?

With all your power

With all your power

With all your power

What would you do?

(No no no no, no no no no)

If you could make your own money

And then give it to everybody

Would you do it?

(No no no no, no no no no)

If you knew all the answers

And could give to the masses

Would you do it?

(No no no no, no no no no)

Are you crazy?

It's a very dangerous thing to do

Exactly what you want

Because you cannot know yourself,

Or what you'd really do

With all your power

With all your power

With all your power

What would you do?

A quick dose of seething hatred

Wag of my dick goes straight at the US Army, for fucking up the mailing addresses of letters to family members of US soldiers killed in Iraq and Afghanistan, and referring to the men as "John Doe". Forget for a moment the crippling dehumanization that comes with having your dead mom, dad, husband, wife, son, or daughter labeled a John Doe, and think for a second about the arrogance and disdain it takes to outsource the writing of letters to families of dead fucking US soldiers.

Oh, Army chief of staff General Casey is now writing a "personal letter" to each of the 7,000 family members? I award you no make up points - you should have been writing these letters your damn self all along.

Look, anyone who has watched a single fucking Vietnam or WWII movie knows that the only way to save the General that led the dead soldiers to their sad fates is to show him agonizing over writing exactly these kinds of letters. Outsourcing that shit is so goddamn horrible, I don't know that Dante even thought up a level for it.

So, in short, fuck you US Army.