It's survival of the fittest out there. I say, enough humanitarianism. Stop cradling the third-world, the aged, and the diseased. Let's put the gears of Darwinism back into motion. Nothing, and it will continue to bear forth no fruit, a barren tree on scorched land.
Peace is a pipe dream for idealistic morons.
His music touched the hearts of many a draft dodger and protester. While you shed your salty tears for the passed on smiling, do-gooder, I raise my glass and make a toast, cheering his demise. Another hippie dead. Skelton, like his multiple stage personalities was adored far and wide for his ability to bring his own brand of humor to radio, stage and screen. The son of a circus clown, Skelton often claimed that his humor was genetic.