Nobody quit celebrates themselves the same way that Popeye does.
I’m Popeye the sailor man
I’m Popeye the sailor man, I’m strong to the fin-ich, Cause I eats me spin-ach, I’m Popeye the sailor man.
I’m one tough Gazookus, Which hates all Palookas, What ain’t on the up and square. I biffs ’em and buffs ’em
And always out roughs ’em, But none of ’em gets nowhere.
If anyone dares to risk my Fisk, It’s Boff and it’s Wham, understand? So keep Good Be-hav-or
That’s your one life saver With Popeye the Sailor Man. I’m Popeye the sailor man, I’m Popeye the sailor man
I’m strong to the fin-ich, Cause I eats me spin-ach, I’m Popeye the sailor man.
You cannot deny that if he knows anything he knows who he is, his abilities and limitations, and the source of which all that is. He is known for his fierce sense of right and wrong and his unwavering love for Olive Oil.
In a season of bad health, little medical answers and an uncertainty about who I am, and who those around me really are… I sat at my computer one afternoon looking for heroes, singing that old song, “I’m holding out for a hero.” Well just to let you know, none actually showed up on a white horse, and yet again I had to find something inside, grab ahold of my boots and yank… But that is okay because somewhere in my search I ran into Popeye.
Now, unless you are Olive Oil who (at the end of every episode) says, “Oh Popeye you are my hero, Popeye may seem like an interesting choice for this cowgirl, horse loving girl… but in truth he was the perfect choice. Why?
Popeye doesn’t claim to know it all, nor does he have a desire to know it all. His best trait is that he knows POPEYE. He knows who he is (A sailor Man) and he knows from where his strength comes, and he has his core beliefs and no “Palookas” are going to get him to think anything different.
Now really, what’s not to love about that? Oh Popeye thank you for reminding me, I Yam what I Yam.
A Cowgirl Called 