Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Battle Hymn

For Memorial Day, John Hinderaker over at PowerLine posted a nice recording of his children's school choirs singing the Battle Hymn of the Republic. I imagine it would be pretty moving except that whenever I hear that tune, thanks to the Airborne brainwashing they play over the loudspeakers every morning in Braggistan, all I hear are the words to "Blood on the Risers":
There was blood upon the risers, there were brains upon the chute,
Intestines were a'dangling from his Paratrooper suit,
He was a mess, they picked him up, and poured him from his boots,
And he ain't gonna jump no more
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
He ain't gonna jump no more!
The Airborne has ruined me.

6 comments:

elephantschild said...

That's an improvement over

Our eyes have the seen the glory
of the ending of the school;
We have tortured all the teachers,
we have broken every rule...

Thursday's Child said...

Maybe I should have read this AFTER breakfast, when my stomach isn't quite so queasy. {sign}

Evan said...

Yes, Thursday's Child, there are a few things about the Airborne that do require a strong stomach, jumping from airplanes being just the most obvious ;)

Thanks for visiting and commenting, by the way. Nice to run into another Lutheran in the neighborhood, so to speak. Kuwait is the usual gateway into Iraq, so who knows, maybe we'll run into each other someday.

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Jungle Mom said...

Thank you for coming by my blog. So excited to meet you. I am curious as to your having been born in West Africa?

Thursday's Child said...

That would be nice. Make sure you let me know when you head through here again.