Funkentelechy vs. the Placebo Syndrome

Here’s what I love about Parliament: they’re so damn good at what they do that they can take a stupid little idea and just turn it over and inside out and every which way, and though you might think they’d run it into the ground, they don’t—it never gets stale, no matter how long they sing about “three blind mice” or whatever. Oh, and if you’re ill (especially in the head), consider stopping taking all those pills. There’s only one pill you need to cure you: Parliament.