Fred writes:
<< You say falafel, I say falafel
You say salaam, I say shalom
Falafel, falafel
Salaam, Shalom
Let's blow the whole thing up! >>
Which reminds me of this old Randy Newman classic:
No one likes us
I don't know why
We may not be perfect
But heaven knows we try
When all around us
Even our old friends put us down
Let's drop the big one
And see what happens
We give them money
But are they grateful
No they're spiteful
And they're hateful
They don't respect us
So let's surprise them
Let's drop the big one
And pulverize them
Asia's too crowded
And Europe's too old
Africa's far too hot
And Canada's too cold
And South America stole our name
Let's drop the big one
There'll be no one left to blame us
We'll save Australia
Wouldn't want to hurt no kangaroo
We'll build an all-American amusement park there
They've got surfin' too
Boom goes London
And boom Paree
More room for you
And more room for me
And every city
The whole world 'round
Will just be another
American town
Oh, how peaceful we will be
We'll set everybody free
You wear a Japanese kimono, baby
It'll be Italian shoes for me
They all hate us any how
So let's drop the big one now
Let's drop the big one now
--Bob, wondering if this "solution" is on its way to becoming an
inevitability
