I’m a fan of comedy.
It lifts me out of the angry blackness that festers beneath my thin veneer of pleasantry and smiles.
One of my favourite comedians, Lewis Black.
He’s an angry motherfucking ball of perfect sense. He tells it like it is through flailing fingers and a torrent of rage-spit.
A friend sent me this article today and it reminded me of how grateful I am for this man’s continued existence.
So forgive me for liking something, I’m off to get a paternity test. (Sorry, dad I have to be sure.)