IT STRIKES ME AS MILDLY SAD that Julian Lennon can't think of anything more original and meaningful to contribute to the cause of support for the People of Ukraine than to intone his old dad's old, old, old, thread-bare, tuneless, vapid, dreary dirge. I'd imagine you know which one just by that description.
But I have a policy to not comment on the relationship of children and a parent who abused, neglected and belittled them. It strikes me as sadder than Frank Sinatra jr. used to seem to me.
I wish the kid had found his own voice.
Other than that, no, you're right, I don't care about it.
Aren't you glad you got me to say it?
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