The Police are reuniting. I really didn’t need a reason to hate the Police, but I’m glad I got one. I can’t imagine anything I could care less about than the reunion of a band I never liked (who hate each other, by the way) that recorded one of the world’s worst songs ever (“Roxanne”, for those who are still confused). I really want to say something snappy and clever, maybe even witty, but honestly I am just too choked up on tears of sorrow and pain.
Did I mention I am not a Police fan?
The kids who used to live for beer and speed now want their fries and coke.