I would bomb the city female mating hormones, followed closely by video footage of Janet Reno, Donna Shalala, Helen Thomas, Betty Friedan, Rosie O'Donnell, Jamie Gorelick, and just for the effect, Al Sharpton. Next I'd order 1,000 straight plays of "Dancing Queen" by ABBA -- no, 2,500 relentless, nonstop plays of "Dancing Queen" by ABBA. Then I'd bomb the whole place with fire ants. Then when they are too busy slapping and scratching to resist, I'd hit them with an air strike of pig dung and lard, accompanied by a full 10,000 plays of "Japanese Banana" by Alvin and the Chipmunks.