"Now as I have a taste for reading even torn papers lying in the streets..." Don Quixote, Cervantes
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Exactly
M, one of the residents of the men's house, was listening to some CDs the other day and one of them was from my all time favorite, Mr. Johnny Cash. M brought the CD over to me, and pointed to one of the songs, "A Boy Named Sue," and asked, "Now, is this a boy's name, or a girl's name?"
"A girl's name," I replied, wondering if I should even try to explain.
"What?!" exclaimed K, overhearing, "That's crazy! A boy can't be named Sue!"
"Why would you name a boy that?" persisted M.
"Now that boy's gonna be made fun of, he is!" said K. "He's gonna get in fights."
So we just listened to the song.