For my Canadian friends…

(at least the ones with a sense of humor)

An Englishman, a Canadian and an American were captured by terrorists.

The terrorist leader said, “Before we shoot you, you will be allowed last words. Please let me know what you wish to talk about.”

The Englishman replied, “I wish to speak of loyalty and service to the crown.”

The Canadian replied, “Since you are involved in a question of national purpose, national identity, and secession, I wish to talk about the history of constitutional process in Canada, special status, distinct society and uniqueness within diversity.”

The American replied, “Just shoot me before the Canadian starts talking.”

A perfect day for bananafish…

J.D. Salinger, dead at 91.

Out of respect for this talented man I will not attempt any kind of goddamn tribute so as not to appear phony.  Obituary is at the link.

Some may recognize the title of this post is taken from a short story written by Salinger in 1948.  Read it in high school and haven’t read it since, but it immediately came to mind with the author’s passing.  I guess that is a fitting tribute to a unique writer.