The following bit of genius was written at the close of an open-letter response to a series of obsessive and antagonizing tweets by Deepak to Jerry Coyne.
Set to tune of “I am woman” by Helen Reddy
I am Deepak; hear me roar
As you patronize my store,
And buy up all the nostrums that I sell.
You may say that I’m a crank,
But just tell that to my bank,
For I’m Deepak, and you can go to hell.
Oh yes, I am rich,
Though it’s richness born of woo;
And for those whose life’s a bitch,
I will bilk them through and though.
If I had to, I could sell anything;
I’m a crank,
But I’m a scientist—
I am DEEPAK!
(OMG, yes, Chopra called Coyne a fundamentalist pseudoskeptic, incapable of abstract thinking. That’s ripe.)