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Pop Culture Frenzy, Round 47

Welcome once again to Pop Culture Frenzy. 

Last week in Pittsburgh, a burglary suspect running from police, taunted them with a nursery rhyme. Which nursery rhyme?

Molly?

 

Hark hark the dogs do bark?

 

 

 

Hostmaster:  incorrect. 

Byron?

 

 

 

 

Three Blind Mice?

 

 

 

 

Hostmaster:  incorrect.

Fluffy?

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tom, Tom the piper's son.  Stole a

pig and away he run.

 

 

 

 

The pig was eat and Tom

was beat.

 

 

 

And Tom went roaring

 down the street.  

 

 

 

 

Police brutality is a real

problem.

 

 

 

Hostmaster:  incorrect.

Cyndi, with which nursery rhyme did the burglar taunt the police?

 

 

 

 

They shouldn't chase suspects.

Someone could get hurt.

 

 

 

 

Hostmaster:  still waiting for your answer.

 

 

 

 

 

Hey diddle diddle the cat and the fiddle. 

The cow jumped over the moon.

 

 

 

 

The little dog laughed

to see such sport.

 

 

 

 

And the dish ran away

with the spoon!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Do you suppose most poets take

psychedelic drugs?

 

 

 

 

 

Some say it enhances the imagination.

Didn't Edgar Allan Poe take drugs?

 

 

 

 

 

Maybe the Pittsburgh burglar

was a poet.  He stole

 to pay for drugs!

 

 

 

 

 

 

If he did, he needs help,

not police misconduct.

 

 

 

Hostmaster:  he'll have lots of time to write poetry in jail.  By the way, the answer is The Gingerbread Man.

 

 

 

 

 

Run run as fast as you can.

You can't catch me, I'm the

Gingerbread Man.

 

 

 

 

 

So ends another round
 with no winners. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Nevermore!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Round 47

Fluffy/Molly  21

Bryan/Cyndi   18

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Pop Culture Frenzy, Round 46

Welcome once again to Pop Culture Frenzy.  In honor of National Reentry Week, the Department of Justice created a new policy aimed at avoiding the words "felon" and "convict" when referring to felons and convicts.  Use of such harsh, accurate words are "disparaging", might hurt convicts' feelings and put a damper on felonial success.

What should we call them now?
Bryan?

Crooks?

 

Hostmaster:  incorrect.

Fluffy?

 

 

 

 

Credit Risks?

 

 

 

Hostmaster:  incorrect.

Molly?

 

 

 

 

 

Jail Birds?

 

 

 

Hostmaster:  incorrect.

Cyndi?

 

 

 

 

 

Unfortunate?

 

 

 

 

Hostmaster:  the DOJ just might approve of that one.

Bryan?

 

 

 

 

 

Criminals?

 

 

 

Hostmaster:  incorrect.  Are you even trying?

 

 

 

Not really.  I can't

seem to get worked up over
hurting a hoodlum's feelings.

 

 

 

 

Hostmaster:  good thing you don't work for the government.

 

 

 

 

Indeed.
 My tendency is to call a

law breaker a law breaker.

 

 

 

Hostmaster:  Fluffy?

 

 

 

 

How about peccant?

 

 

 

Hostmaster:  that's pretty.  It's still offensive.

Molly?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I'm confused.

If calling them what they are

is wrong, why call

 them anything?

 

 

 

 

Hostmaster:  don't forget, this is government.  Groups of people must be labeled.  Some of these groups need special handling. 

Minds more nuanced than ours have come up with a couple of suggestions to replace the unacceptable "convict" and "felon".  These are they.  "A person who committed a crime" and "an individual who was incarcerated."
 

 

 

They can do better than that!

That's still belittling people
who are reintegrating into
society after serving
 their sentence.

 

 

 

 

 

Sometimes the truth be little.
So ends this Round.  Nobody wins.
 

 

 

 

 

Round 46

Fluffy/Molly  21

Bryan/Cyndi   18

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It is Spring

 

 

 

 

 

What's My Name

I've been married to The Handsome One for over twenty years. 

 

 

When we married, I kept my name.  This was not due to some notion of modern womanhood or  feminist whatnot.  I'd had the same name for 33 years, that name was who I was.  The name thing was non issue to THO.  Had children occurred, I would have changed the name.  Well.  Children did not occur. 

 

It is a little embarrassing to admit that a big reason I didn't change my name is that it was inconvenient.  You might say I kept my name out of laziness.  All this wouldn't matter now, if it were not that I seemed to have changed.

 

 

 

 

My identity is now very much THO's wife.  So.  Should I change my name 21 years after the wedding? 

 

 

 

 

There's something else.  The Handsome One's mother's name was Lynn too.  I never met my mother-in-law, she passed away before I met her son.  It felt wrong that our names be the same- like it was somehow disrespectful, audacious.  Now, I wonder if it would be in honor of her son, that fine man who is my husband, that I share her name.