I know that this piece is over a year-old, but it got stuck in my head recently. But who could blame me for loving these amazing lyrics?…

“I remember when it started, saw you on the news. You were hating gays, I was eating food.”

“Nuclear threat? The only threat I see is the threat of you not coming home with me.”

“They call you weasel, they say your methods are medieval. You can play the Jews, I can be your Jim Caviezel.”

“You say Iran don’t have the bomb, but they already do. You should know by now, it’s you.”

And although I wouldn’t be too quick to cross my fingers for an Obama-Ahadinejad romance (both literal or figurative), recent news from the Iraqi battlefront gives us some reason for optimism. Maybe a Washington-Tehran first date?

-Kevin