I realize this is not very Buddhist and relevant to almost no one but...

Rod McKuen is guilty of poetry's - or at least pop music's- equivalent of war crimes...

He made this:



into this:



And if you compare the Nirvana version of this to Jacques Brel's, it says several political psychology theses about the state of the American mind.




And, to top it off, consider a commentary on this song in Slate, blissfully unaware of the complete difference in meaning and mood between Brel's version and Jack's version completes the picture.