Oh, welcome back to Behind the Bastards.

Robert got a vasectomy edition.

This is part two.

And to celebrate me kidding of asectomy, we're talking about mutually assured nuclear

destruction and the bastards who ensured that it was in fact mutually assured global

destruction if one of two countries ever got too pissed at each other.

Is this your no skin in the game episode?

That's right, baby.

Wow, wow.

Okay, girlfriend.

Yeah, that's why you should give me control of the nukes.

No.

Because I'm going to use them, but just on the Great Lakes.

We just had the anniversary of the Edmund Fitzgerald's tragic sinking, you know, there's no better time than to remind people that this doesn't have to continue. We could stop the Great Lakes tomorrow. The Pearl Harbor of the Midwest. That's right. That's right. I have heard people comparing it to 9-11 and then wondering why there's not like a really good 9-11 song. And I think that is a good question.

Wow. We just got a bunch of Lee Greenwood shit. You know, where's where's the Edmund Fitzgerald of 9-11? All right. I will tell you a terrible, embarrassing fact. I lived in New York City on 9-11. I didn't know that. Yeah, no, I happened to be inside while the towers fell, but... I'm sure you had some more important than it. I sure went from some towers to some smoke. But the goth band I was in, I wasn't the songwriter. I did a lot of the synthesizers and programming.

We wrote a song about 9-11 and I didn't realize it until months later that our song,

gone from the sky.

Was about 9-11? That could mean anything.

And the hook at the end was, Dear God, our Lord, where are you now?

Just over and over again and this super bass voice that the singer had.

Sick.

Yeah.

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