Um, I'm suddenly hearing murmurs of disapproval.
Ah, what a diversion--What's that? You don't feel like you were escaping anything? What you need is a strong dose of silliness, and you can't get much sillier than this...
... BNL (before Norman Lear)-era situation comedy:
After watching that, you very well can't say your current affairs anxieties haven't all been swept away.
Huh? THEY HAVEN'T? Obviously, a stronger broom is needed. So instead of silliness, I'll provide you with some downright mindless...
...slapstick:
HAHAHAHAHAHA! I'm lost in laughter, without a world-historical care in the world, and I'm sure you are too.
What do you mean your world-historical cares have increased? Boy, what a tough crowd.
All right, as one last resort, I want you all to escape into the innocence of childhood. Specifically, those nights when your mother or father would read you a...
...bedtime story:
There! I knew that would do it. Now you can puff up the pillow, pull up the blanket, and dream of a world devoid of any kind of news other than box scores and celebrity gossip. Isn't escapism wonderful?
Oh, there's still one naysayer out there, telling me I'm being irresponsible, that I should confront reality, not run away from it.
Look, naysayer, I never said I was planning to escape forever, just temporarily. And as far as confronting reality goes, I'll have you know that in order to have a better understanding of the election results, I've been reading this book:
So far nothing about fellating a microphone, but maybe that's in a later edition.
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