you spin me right round
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Toronto, 2016.03.31
Our three year old spontaneously started singing DOA's "You Spin My Right Round" despite our never (never!) having played it for her. Naturally, we concluded that the song was a virus. Perhaps one that's always been with humanity.
In essence, humanity exists in furtherance of the song. It'll go extinct when we do, like the human bot fly, dogs, goldfish, and raccoons.