Here are some carols/songs for you to sing today (from John Derbyshire):

Mad Dogs and Neocons (after Noel Coward) Mad dogs and neocons wage war in the Middle East. The Germans just don't care to, the French would never dare to, In Luxembourg and Amsterdam they don't care in the least; But neocons all hate a dictator. China's PLA just waits for the day they can massacre students and monks; While Kim Jong Il has orders to fill — without cash from his nukes, he's sunk. In Istanbul the only rule is to keep the Kurds policed, But mad dogs and neocons wage war in the Middle East.

Mad dogs and neocons wage war in the Middle East.
The Democrats would much prefer if to the U.N. we'd defer;
The ACLU want the motley crew at Guantanamo released —
But, please, no order on the border.
The paleo crowd will applaud out loud anyone who torments Jews;
A pogrom or a human bomb is easy to excuse.
At the New York Times talk of Bush's "crimes" has hardly ever ceased.
But mad dogs and neocons wage war in the Middle East.

O Come All Ye Faithful
(Adeste Fidelis)
O come, all ye faithful,
Take your Ten Commandments,
Hide them, O hide them
Where no-one will see.
If you believe in
Absolute morality —
Then you're just too judgmental,
Your faith's too fundamental,
Your rock so monumental
Has no place in here!

The Battle Hymn of the Multicultural Republic
(Apologies to Julia Ward Howe)
Mine eyes have never noticed any difference at all —
Black, brown, or white; gay, bi, or straight; or thin or fat or tall;
Male, female, or transsexual — they're constructions soci-al:
We must celebrate each one.
Glory, glory, there's no difference!
Yet still, we'd better give some preference.
To enrich our own learning experience,
Till critical mass is here.

We're stamping out all images of Christianity,
That religion of colonialists, of war and slavery.
To faiths of every other sort there's none more kind than we;
So let them all come in!
Christians have no special standing.
Moslem numbers are expanding.
Flight-school lessons they're demanding —
Sharia law is here!

Ten million illegals? — Oh, what need for any fuss?
Let's give them driver's licenses — they're just as good as us.
In fact, they're slightly better, for they're more industrious.
Who else will mow our lawns?
Down with dull assimilation!
We're a multicultural nation!
Celebrate the transformation!
Diversity is here!

Word! da White-Boy Rapper Sings
(To the tune of "Hark! the Herald Angels Sing")
Word! da white-boy rapper sings
Of bitches, ho's, an' homie t'ings.
He one cool s***-kickin' mutha
Got mo' fans than any brutha.
Now he's called for Bush's slayin' —
Thass too much, kna wha' I'm sayin'?
Anyway, they's took his heat —
Fool's defenseless on da street.
Word! da white-boy rapper sings —
Suburban teens all think he's king.