Friday, July 08, 2005
Count with me
It was a nice thought. Sentimental, spiritual, moralistic and fairly well-executed. It even won an award. But, honestly - couldn't they count the people in the bus? "A farmer and a teacher, a hooker and a preacher...," one, two, three, four passengers, right? "That driver never ever saw the stop sign...," and driver makes five. Are you with me so far?
Then the next verse begins (and repeats), "There are *three* wooden crosses on the right side of the highway/Why there's not four of them, heaven only knows."
DOES NO ONE ELSE HAVE A PROBLEM WITH THIS??? I understand that three is a more biblical number but why forget about the bus driver? Was he vaporized? ("Vaporized? They can do that??") They could at least have paid respect to him by asking why there weren't five crosses. And this song still plays on the radio, blythely inventing and then disappearing him. It's just plain discriminatory. Someone has to take up the offense. And it seems that no one is going to do it if I don't.
'night.
Then the next verse begins (and repeats), "There are *three* wooden crosses on the right side of the highway/Why there's not four of them, heaven only knows."
DOES NO ONE ELSE HAVE A PROBLEM WITH THIS??? I understand that three is a more biblical number but why forget about the bus driver? Was he vaporized? ("Vaporized? They can do that??") They could at least have paid respect to him by asking why there weren't five crosses. And this song still plays on the radio, blythely inventing and then disappearing him. It's just plain discriminatory. Someone has to take up the offense. And it seems that no one is going to do it if I don't.
'night.
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