Masters of War...

Folk #1: Hmmm... I wonder why these lyrics from Bob Dylan's great song, "Masters of War," are ringing thru my head this morning?

"And I hope that you die

And your death’ll come soon

I will follow your casket

In the pale afternoon

And I’ll watch while you’re lowered

Down to your deathbed

And I’ll stand o’er your grave

Til I’m sure that you’re dead"

Bad Karma?!