It all started out with good enough intentions. We all hated Nazis. No brainer, right? But somehow, somewhere down the line an almost imperceptible shift occurred. Suddenly, instead of blowing up German supply lines and printing insurrectionary pamphlets, the partisan fighters started printing posters of my face and setting off fireworks for my birthday. I tried to remind them of the cause, but I guess worshipping me as a demi-god just seemed easier than defeating the German War Machine. And hey, who was I to complain?
Sunday, September 14, 2008
The HORROr.. thE HoRROR...
It all started out with good enough intentions. We all hated Nazis. No brainer, right? But somehow, somewhere down the line an almost imperceptible shift occurred. Suddenly, instead of blowing up German supply lines and printing insurrectionary pamphlets, the partisan fighters started printing posters of my face and setting off fireworks for my birthday. I tried to remind them of the cause, but I guess worshipping me as a demi-god just seemed easier than defeating the German War Machine. And hey, who was I to complain?
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