It's Monday, December 23rd, 2024 from Peach Fish Productions.

It's the gist. I'm Mike Pasca.

I have this condition.

Okay, that's overstating it.

This quirk, this foible, this thing I do.

I associate heads of stage with different theme songs.

Big go-to lady Madonna. Like I can't hear the name of

Brazilian president Lulu de Silva without processing it in my head as Lulu de Silva, Brazilian's at his

feet. And I don't mean that he, you know, lords over the Brazilians, but they're a large shoemaking

country. This is all I mean.

Now, another song that attaches itself to a name in the news is the theme to dynasty.

Remember that one?

Think of it whenever I think of Xi Jinping of China.

Xi Jinping, which is very sonically close to the old Shirel's song, Soldier Boy.

Remember the Shirelles of Phil Specter group?

Soldier Boy, oh my little

Fuging Ping.

Anyway, a big go-to of mine, and it's not conscious.

It just happens.

It's a gift, slash quirk, It's a gift slash quirk slash foible

slash condition. Is Felice Navidad. It applies to many, many heads of state. Really,

anything of that syllabic structure. But a strange thing happened recently. So I, and by extension

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