The stock market is going down faster than the Hindenburg after that fellow lit his cigarette. The supposedly staid and sober bankers now seem to be about as solvent and judicious as drunken sailors. The economy is collapsing around our ears. Congress is running around in circles screaming and shouting. And somehow it's no longer quite so amusing that President Bush looks a lot like Alfred E. Newman.
But enough of all this doom and gloom!
We interrupt this panic for a little humor. . . but not right away.
It turns out P.J. O'Rourke has cancer. . . pause, drumbeat, rising volume. . .the big C!
That kind of puts all that economics gloom in perspective don't it? Even though P.J. has a relatively survivable form of cancer.
But I promised humor. And P.J. O'Rourke wouldn't be P.J. O'Rourke if he didn't still have his sense of humor. So, in his inimitable way he has made lemonade out of the great big lemon life has dealt him.
His latest column is an interesting example of bitter sweet humor.
http://www.latimes.com/news/opinion/la-oe-orourke28-2008sep28,0,3317114.story
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Tuesday, September 30, 2008
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