This was hard because I’m not in favour of forgetting. Even moments of my life that have been sheer hell on earth have helped me to be better after.
I thought of those videos of yesterday’s tsunami … but no, that should never be forgotten for the same reason that schoolkids for the next 1000 years and beyond should be made to watch Schindler’s List.
And then I thought of … no, not the Chicken Song specifically, but every single irritating earworm that has ever got into my head and kept me awake until 4 in the morning. The kind of thing that the Chicken Song lampooned, in other words.
In the interests of full disclosure I should probably mention that I too bought a copy of this when it came out. Much funnier was the B-side, I’ve never met a nice South African.