Eh, some stuff I don’t bother translating.  This is an old German pilot’s song, comparable to the British WWI plane-wreck verse that ends, “Take the crankshaft out of my backbone and assemble the engine again!”

Actually, I don’t translate so good; the language dictionaries in my head are absolutely separate, and don’t refer to one another.  If I’m in one, I really can’t dip into the other.  It’s what happens when we learn languages as adults; there’s always a bad accent.

This is the Nice people learning just how much they’ve been Sleeping With The Enemy. Or sleeping with the utterly amoral. Rosen doesn’t give a good goodamn.  I was going to say “doesn’t give a fuck,” but we can’t say that about Rosen, can we?

A reader pointed out this is actually Mad Magazine’s Melvin Of The Apes.  I realized I was Guilty As Charged.