A NYTimes story here reminds us that no matter how strange we think the world has grown, it’s always getting stranger.
All I can say is, if you’re ever in a karaoke bar and somebody starts singing Sinatra’s “My Way,” get out of the way. Fast. Especially if you’re in the Philippines. Key quote:
The authorities do not know exactly how many people have been killed warbling “My Way” in karaoke bars over the years in the Philippines, or how many fatal fights it has fueled. But the news media have recorded at least half a dozen victims in the past decade and includes them in a subcategory of crime dubbed the “My Way Killings.”
Regrets? I’ve had a few.
But then again, nobody’s shot me. . .