I was having a conversation the other day and the guy Straw Manne’d me, but I have experience having debates before and going. “That’s a Straw Man!” is almost always followed by a “No, it’s not.” and you’ll never get an admission. So what I said instead was, “Who is arguing that?” and that worked! The guy self-reflected and realized I wasn’t arguing that, so he instead said he was ANTICIPATING people arguing that thing, but admitting there’s no evidence it’s already happening. I said, “That’s some Minority Report-level anticipation. I try to stay firmly planted in the present.

Anyway I didn’t have that in mind when I wrote this poem, but I guess I like how this title fits. By the way: LOTS of occult references in that film! Like all films!

I have on good authority
That you’re in the minority
And I am just as awesome as
The Lord within me thinks.

I provide entertainment to the
People with derangements.
It’s a wonderful arrangement,
But I will not serve you drinks.