Public Elementary Sings President’s Praises

The worst part of these village treats is the children’s choir. The little blighters are rather de trop, what? Seared into the Wooster gray matter–to give you just one instance of the many that come to mind–is the occasion that Kim “Kimber-bimber” Jong-Il of the Drones’ Club invited me down to his country place and what was looking like a promising little week-end with a well-stocked cellar was constantly spoiled by little excrescences mumbling ‘Dear Leader” this and shrilling “Dear Leader” that wherever one turned. It began where ghastly left off.