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July 07, 2004

Talkin' Bout Someone Else's Generation

You know, just when I am almost convinced that American kids today are good-for-nothing hoodlums, and that "rock and roll has got to go!" - they turn around and do something like this:

A three-alarm fire claimed the life of a 73-year-old Malden woman yesterday, despite the efforts of a group of children to save her.

"I just feel a little guilty I couldn't save her,'' DiGregorio said. "All I could do was reassure her, and she died anyway.''

I wonder how much oil was in the old woman's house (after all, that's the ONLY reason we Americans risk our lives, as you know). Spanish kids would have just thrown more kindling on the fire in order to appease it, lest it come and burn down their house. Stay away, bad fire, stay away!*

* Yes, I know that little tirade was apropos of nothing, but it sure felt good.

Posted by Andy at 09:03 AM





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