I like this bit too:
strikes him with a hammer (which has the papal seal on it) on the forehead
But especially the fact that it's a
silver
hammer, at least according to this morning's drive-time NPR. I've had "Maxwell's Silver Hammer" bouncing around quite blasphemously in my head all morning.
Was he rapping for the fun of it, or was he proselytizing?
It seemed to be just for himself. He was staring out the window most of the time, but he was loud enough for most of the car to hear. And he wasn't wearing headphones. I think he was singing his own songs.
silver hammer
Handy if it turns out he's now a vampire, if you follow the "undead hate silver" rules.
What happens after the Pope dies? When is a new one chosen?
Well, all the Potentials have been training in the Summers' backyard, and just before the Pope dies, he transfers his papal power to all of them....
Oh, ita, I meant to say -- I finally realized that the reason my vertigo gets worse when I'm talking to people is because I'm a total head-nodder -- I'm always nodding like crazy in response to what the other person is saying, which makes things go woozy. I have to pay attention to not doing that, and it does help.
Stupid vertigo.
I've had "Maxwell's Silver Hammer" bouncing around quite blasphemously in my head all morning.
And now I do, too. Cool.
It'll probably segue into "Octopus's Garden" pretty soon. It always does.
Did it involve raising up the bitches and forgiving them for being hos? Bustin' a cap in Satan's ass?
Ha. I couldn't have avoided laughing at that.
It had all the violence and language of typical gangsta rap, but at random points had a religious redemptive theme. I wasn't quite sure about the overall arc though. It was either someone "saved" from the streets, or someone who had fallen or both.
He was really good with complex rhythms and rhyme structures, but the subject matter just struck me as absurd.
Y'all are alternately horrifying the living fuck out of me and utterly cracking my shit up this morning. I want to COMM the last 200 posts.
Except tommyrot's link to the FOX news article, which I looked at for about 1.3 seconds and then had to back away from before I punched the computer screen.
Go Hug Yourself is a work of twisted genius. I'm saving this for a future tag:
We're not just Satan's minions; we eat his leg shavings, toasted and topped with fresh sweat-butter.