Sooooooo...I suppose from this oh-so-subtle hint that it's your birthday? Where's my cigar?:)

Anyhow, Happy Birthday, Dean.
And have fun: "Together we will burn the village, rape the horses, ride off on the women, and prune the hedges!"

I thought it was Reagan's birthday. It sounds like a song that might be sung about him.

And what's "The Volga Boatman"? In order to use a "sung to the tune of" construction, don't people have to know the song?

If that's a song that might be sung about Reagan, I'd hate to hear the one about Carter!

"Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall!" Justice Anthony Kennedy

Thank you, Mr. President.

Sorry about the possible confusion.

The quote and the Justice are distinct, but both gifts to us from President Reagan. President Reagan said the first. Justice Kennedy said: "At the heart of liberty is the right to define one's own concept of existence, of meaning, of the universe, and of the mystery of himan life."

It's not Dean's birthday. That's in the summer.

...and I hardly think this is appropriate for President Reagan's birthday.

So, I'm stumped. What's this about?

It's the Birthday Dirge!

Steven Malcolm Anderson the man with too many self-descriptive adjectives after his name,

I didn't mean *I* would sing it about Reagan. I mean that it is something that would be sung about Reagan by members of the left. As someone who grew up in "Reagan's America" (the precursor to "Ashcroft's America") listening to the paranoid political ramblings of Jello Biafra (Dead Kennedys) and the whole hardcore punk scene, I can attest to those sentiments being around.

My political leanings have changed significantly since those heady days of 1984.

Bryan:

Sorry that I misunderstood your intent. Yes, I remember that very well. The Left hated Reagan as much as or more than they hate Bush today. He was the Devil to them. I remember the vitriolic cartoons they drew of him. They hated his guts. And they had good reason to if they were Communists.

Out here in Caid two of the verses have different lines. Let me see...

First verse:
Death, destruction, and despair,
People dying everywhere,
Happy birthday! (repeat)

Later verse:
Make the women wail and weep
Slay them all, but save the sheep!
Happy Birthday (repeat)

They also do an "ugh" instead of the "UHH-uhh"after the "Happy birthday!".

Don't you love folk songs?

Forgot to include this.

I knew the kid who 'penned' the second verse. He was about 14 at the time, be in his 30s by now.