On We Sweep with Threshing Oar

The hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new lands, 

To fight the horde, singing and crying: Valhalla, I am coming!  

Or something like that.

I don't know anyone of value who would object to girls and guns--when we were kids, my big sister got a Daisy along with the rest of us boys, and if I'd had a daughter, she'd have had all options and strong encouragement to pursue whatever interested her, with plenty of opportunities to try new things.  I don't object to teaching boys to be nurturing, either -- I was great with infants, and could do a diaper change and then throw my hands up in competitive rodeo calf-roping time.

But we all know that's not what's going on here with these Swedes.

[Via Jess]