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"They should have told me ahead of time they did not want me to lie or make up facts."
It is a sign of the degradation of my religious and cultural imagination that I feel a tremendous goofy pleasure whenever the song "All You Zombies" comes on the iPod. I mean, there's basically nothing there to recommend it aesthetically; it's the "Greatest Story Ever Told" of religious pop songs. Or, rather, "The Ten Commandments": Unlike most holier-than-thou pop tunes its referents are strictly Before Common Era. But you can tell those lovable mop-tops from Philly are singing and believing their balls off, so I guess that makes it OK. (I actually have very warm Philly associations from the year that record came out: Sister WTJ was dating soon-to-be Brother-in-Law WTJ, who was raised outside Ben Franklin's stomping grounds. We took a trip down there, crashed the car and went to a fete. The only tapes we had on the drive were "Katy Lied" and "Born in the USA." I'm sure the Hooters were on the radio at some point...)
@ 8:06:00 AM,
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