Happy Independence Day, postcolonial imperialistic hegemonists!

Hypertext/link? Depends on the context, I would suppose. They each have distinct meanings: but…well…see Paines “synecdoche”.

Reminds me of a meeting I was in once, many years ago. There was this woman from IS who was wrapped way too tight. Nobody’s quite sure what about this meeting was so upsetting to her, but she was clearly rattled. Every time I said “hyperlink” she’d clench her jaw and hiss “hypertext!” at me. And so, of course, I said “hyperlink” lots and lots.

My boss still hisses “hypertext!” at me occasionally, for old time’s sake.

I love the original because of the metre and the “ticky-tacky” phrase. It tick;es me sumpin awful.

BTW: Dr. Sanity did a parody called “Little Lefties” a long while back.

Also – how did you know the friggin’ house sprinkler system would wake me up just now?

My mother loved that “Little Boxes” song, because she was an egregious lefty. I’ve always been taken aback by the snobbery of it. Lefties love poor people…provided they stay poor. Once they start to get a little uppity — you know, get some edumacation, buy a house — then they become part of the machine, man. Little Eichmanns. Lefties don’t hate the rich a fraction as much as they hate the middle.

But jihadis! It works for jihadis just fine…

And the Rage Boys without pancakes go to school to learn their jihad,
Where they all put on those pancakes, same ‘ol pancakes, all the same.
And there’s Abduls and there’s Mamauds and there’s Joquains- quite a few.
And they all just love their little pancakes and they all look just the same.

It’s in a better place now. Ihop.

That’s sure a lousy way to treat a pancake, though.