Phil Spector and…
The above is presented for an audience of one; she knows who she is.
OK, it’s my sister, and maybe by now, others can get the joke. Our parents — our mother, actually — used to terrorize us with occasional readings of “Struwwelpeter,” an old German children’s book that, to borrow a punchline from Jim Harrison, explains a lot about why we’ve had so much trouble from those people in the 20th century. I believe I’ve written about it before, but not since “Shockheaded Peter,” the musical based on it (which closes this weekend, coincidentally). It’s a creepy collection of rhymes about misbehaving children, and the horrible fates that befall them. Really. Suck your thumb, and a giant bearing a huge pair of scissors will run into your room and CUT THEM OFF. (I guess this story laid the groundwork for the masturbation talk that came later.)
Anyway, Phil Spector must have seen the show recently.