Every once in a while…

One of the benefits of having fans is they occasionally do something nice for you. This was sent to me by one of them and how this person knew that the Gary Owen March is an old favorite of mine is a mystery. But it was written to be sung to it and so, I can’t resist sharing it. Have fun.

We kill the men who stare at goats
We burn researchers in their lab coats.
We crash their airplanes and sink their boats
Because it is in our power.

Chorus: We wear our helmets and turn our dials
We sit at consoles and work our wiles
And change the world psionic style
With Uncle Chuckie in glory.

We blow nuclear reactors up sky high
And see the bright glow lighting up the sky.
We laugh as millions of people die
Because it is in our power.

Chorus

We create chaos and anarchy
We spread our madness from sea to sea.
We slaughter tyrants and set men free
Because it is in our power.

Chorus

We make the lunatic Christians run
We spoil the crazy Islamists fun.
We pull our power from the Sun
Because it is in our power.

Chorus.

St. Conrad of Marburg

Today is the feast of my patron saint, St. Conrad of Marburg, patron saint of evildoers and sadists.

Conrad of Marburg was a holy man who made is reputation as the spiritual director of St. Elizabeth of Hungary. He was very zealous in his work with her and when she was accused of spending too much time alone with him, she said it was true and then produced the whip that he used on her.

In 1233 he was made Inquisitor and traveled up and down what is now Germany in righteous pursuit of heresy, torturing and burning everyone he could get his holy and righteous hands on, with the aid of his blessed and holy assistants of course. And in that work he continued until this day in 1233 when he was met by Count Henry of Sayn, who, having been summoned to the Inquisitorial court had made the wise and holy decision to strike first. And that he did, righteously chopping holy Conrad and his holy helpers into holy little bits.

Upon hearing the news of this, Pope Gregory IX, a good and righteous and holy man, immediately declared Conrad to be a martyr and a saint, ordering a chapel to be built in his honor at the spot of his ascension into heaven. Then a bit later letters arrived from the Bishops of Germany praising God for having removed St. Conrad from their midst. This caused a problem for Gregory in that they did not even have the telephone back then so he could not call St. Peter and explain that he had sort of acted a bit hastily, so St. Conrad of Marburg was quietly forgotton.

It really is going to hell this time!

I truly fear for the Repbulic.

We have a President who is a well meaning incompetant, a nice enough person, a genuinely good man but who cannot lead his way out of a paper bag.

We have a Congress that is utterly useless, with the Republicans turned into psalm-singing morons and Democrats as worthless comic relief, all trying to play to their constituencies and the country can rot for all either party cares.

This is not a disaster waiting to happen. The disaster is already here.