Taking Lumps in Lawn Care

SLIGHTLY OFF THE MARK

 

            Perhaps the most interesting thing about this story is that it happened the day before my 6 year old nephew had heart surgery.

            That’s not a play for sympathy so much as an explanation of why I rarely make fun of people who suffer misfortunes, unless it’s a comedy on TV or they clearly deserve it. If I saw a video of Adolf Hitler accidentally scorch his mustache I’d laugh my butt off; for anyone else I’d have to wonder if they just got diagnosed with a fatal illness, or recently lost their job, or married Hillary Clinton. Bad stuff.

            It’s why I never much liked those funny home video shows – very few men deserve to take a rake handle to the groin.

           

( There is one person I’m willing to poke fun at in cases like this, and the ability to make fun of myself has kept me in columns for twenty years now. The fact that I was distracted at the time is secondary to one simple fact: If what happened to me had been on a Three Stooges movie, the whole audience would have howled. )