America—Fuck, Yeah!

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A Doggy's Life is not about pop culture. It doesn't provide links to this or that ridiculous gadget, this or that awesome software.

A Doggy's Life does not care that Lil' Kim's code of honor is sending her to jail, though it finds that kind of code dishonorable. It doesn't care who's zooming whom, only that he zoom with grammatical correctness. And, to be quite frank, it isn't much concerned with the new Pope, though Ratzinger is a funny name. (I have a rat zinger in the basement. It's long, black, smells with its tongue—you get the idea.) I'm sure in the future I'll have some complaints about the man called God's Rottweiler, a man against women in the clergy, but he hasn't done anything yet.

And while the author does care about handsome anchor Peter Jennings' lung cancer, A Doggy's Life is not about that either.

Instead, it's about the essay as art. As I say over at Essay This!, "[t]he idea of a personal essay isn't that you reveal intimate details about yourself; in the grand scheme of things, you're not that important to your readers. It's that you reveal those intimate details about ourselves."

Still, once in awhile, the dogfaceboy must alert her friends and acquaintances, real and virtual, to things that fucking rawk!* (Warning: Not work safe!) In the interest of fairness, the spoof was taken from a video entitled, "America We Stand As One," which, in a way, is considerably funnier than the spoof.

A Doggy's Life will return in the near future, probably to bash the new food pyramids, when its author is less burdened by fret and worry and world.


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*Sorry, but many links don't work. Try this one. It's the longer version, but the video's bad quality.