I Laughed So Hard I Started To Cry

Republican presidential nominee Donald Trump speaks at an airport campaign rally in Albuquerque, New Mexico, U.S. October 30,
Republican presidential nominee Donald Trump speaks at an airport campaign rally in Albuquerque, New Mexico, U.S. October 30, 2016. REUTERS/Carlo Allegri

How many times have you heard that, or lived it? I bet I've lived it a thousand times. And yet, try as I might I can't recall living that moment in reverse. I have never cried until I started to laugh. Until now, that is.

Day to day, as it plays out, the political/social/economic scene invites my tears. The American people deserve so much more by way of steady, apolitical, selfless leadership than is being offered them from any direction. I could -- and do -- cry.

And then, through my tears, I see Donald Trump. He'd be grotesquely hilarious, if he wasn't so f------g dangerous. Still, my tears do not end in laughter.

Then, wonderously, in a stream of sex talk, a Bush (Billy) shows up.

Yeah, so? Mildly amusing if you think about it. Until, some days later, a Weiner (Anthony) enters the scene. At which point we have a Bush and a Weiner in the sex talk.

C'mon! We may still be in tears, but -- that's funny! And of course, as the media teaches us, a Weiner will trump a Bush every time. God just has to be a comedy writer.