Hadji Girl Revisited

No cute picture with today’s post. Anything sick enough to be suitable would be in such bad taste that even I would shun it.

Bad taste? “Hadji Girl”, a song by an American soldier, is making the rounds. The lyrics praise the joys of killing a bunch of “hadjis” (= Iraqis). The fellow has made and amateur video performed to the hoots and hollers of his fellow soldiers. If the poor video and sound quality disturb your aesthetic enjoyment of a work of art worthy of a WWII einsatzgruppe, no worry! The author of the song is planning to record it in a professional studio.

“Hadji Girl Revisited” refers to the rape and murder case which recently broke the media sound barrier and imho also deserves a "song". My apologies to B. Campbell for ripping off “Only sixteen”

She was fifteen
Only fifteen
Still too young to know
That she was too young to fall in love
And now she will never know

He was twenty one and she was fifteen.
She was too young for love.
But he and the guys had been talking for a week,
making jokes about fucking her ass -- how they laughed!
One afternoon in March, they all got drunk,
dressed up in black clothes and broke into her father’s house.
They tore off her clothes.
An hour later, when they were finished with her nakedness,
they bashed in her head with a brick from the house.
(the house where she’d been born!)
They doused her belly and desecrated tenderness with kerosene
and threw a careless match.
Her father they killed, likewise her mother and five year old sister.
They blew them away with her father’s own gun.
How sick can you get, you ask?
O, it can get an awful lot sicker, I kid you not!

Burn in hell, Mr. Greene!
Burn in hell, Mr. Codpiece!

She was fifteen
Only fifteen
Still too young to know
That she was too young to fall in love
And now she will never know