Rocking the Schoolhouse

While I have tons of random crap to post, I thought this Schoolhouse Rock find deserved its own...


Ah Bill, you were my first pulpy hero. The first piece of paper with pathos. You fought for truth, justice and the American way (probably alongside Verb). You taught me how the Laws of our Country came into being; fighting the good fight, clawing your way up Capital Hill one step at a time. You filled me with hope, patriotism and pride.

Of course, back then I didn’t know how much pork they shoved down your neck. But I still love you, man.