Last Week, a Lot of People

MOURNED THE PASSING of Kodachrome with allusions to the Paul Simon song of the same name.

I went to high school at Walnut Hills, a bastion and steeping pot of liberalism.
(Two famous grads: Jerry Rubin and NYT journo Elisabeth Bumiller.) So, for me, the really memorable part of Paul’s song is the first stanza.

When I think back on all the crap I learned in High School
It’s a wonder I can think at all.
Oh, but my lack of education hasn’t hurt me none;
I can read the writing on the wall.

Yeah, but da Doll suspects you have a soft spot for the second verse, too…

If you took all the girls I knew when I was single
And brought ’em all together for one night
I know they’d never match my sweet imagination
And everything looks worse in black-and-white.

Sweet imagination! That’s meee!




Yeth. Thir!

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