In accordance with The Prophecy

Forte est Rex; Fortior sunt Mulieres;
Fortiores est Popeye;
Sup Om Vincit Veritas!

When they have all collapsed, dead at last,
and their sleep within the dark tomb has begun,
come, look down upon them, all ye, file past
and BE ashamed of all that they have done.
Inscribe their stone, that everyone may see
what they did value most and best:
they, themselves, attack, and mockery;
but Death is what I prized above the rest.

Please note well:
 
If Popeye ain't Happy,
ain't nooobody Happy.

Popeye is Incontrovertible!
Malice may attack Him;
Ignorance may deride Him;
But, in the End,
there He is.

I am My own Straight Man

Our Fearless Leader