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The Pig Song
olde, olde, English
It was early last September,
Near as I can remember,
I was strolling down the lane in tipsy pride.
Not a word did I utter
As I lay down in the gutter,
And this pig come up and lay down by my side.
Not a soul were we disturbing
As we lay there by the curbing,
When this high-toned lady come and I heard her say,
"You can tell a man who boozes
By the company he chooses."
And the pig got up and slowly walked away!
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done."
- Robert S. McNamara
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"We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches...
We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles."
- Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message"
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never wrestle with a pig.
you both get dirty;
the pig likes it.
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