Our local park is called Clement Park. It's a typical nice park in the white suburbia that is Littleton, Colorado. There's a lake, a jogging path, and one of those gigantic playground structures that the kids really love. Slides, climbing wall, the whole bit.

Clement Park sits on a parcel of land owned by the city that is about 3/4 dedicated to the park and 1/4 dedicated to Columbine High School. You might have heard of it.

Littleton is a the place where people move because Colorado Springs it too liberal for them. It makes Stepford look like Haight-Ashbury.

And Clement Park is crawling with the perverts featured in this video. On any given weekend, you can find at least one, possibly three or more unescorted male creeps hanging around the playground.

My wife has chased a few off. They're damn skittish. It's a real giveaway.

But seriously, this video sucks. Five stars.

I clicked on this expecting Rick Springfield and instead I got pedophiles and puppets.

That one puppet, let's say a dog, has had a tough life.

How about writing in starlight? Or hiding in doorways? Can I go to heaven? Is it ok to smell the flowers? What if I were to dream of women? Come to think of it, dancing in darkness seems like a pretty good idea right now, any problems with that? This song addresses none of these issues even though it repeatedly mentions danger and stranger.