Art Linkletter had a show of that name back in the 1960s,  Who is he?  Ax Wikipedia.  I remember what he looked like, but little else about him.  Except that he had a show called People Are Funny and also a daughter who took acid, lysergic acid diethylamide and, while on an LSD trip, jumped to her death out of a window.  You can imagine her believing she could fly and smiling as she took off.

People are funny, I have noticed the same thing.  My grandmother, while she was dying of cancer, got a call from an old friend who’d been avoiding her.  She gushed like a little girl talking to this woman.   “I miss you!  Come over any time, sweetheart, I’d love to see you.  You know, cancer is not contagious, you can’t catch it.  Please, come, I’d love to catch up with you.”   I didn’t hear the woman’s replies, I’m sure she was telling my grandmother how delighted she’d be, how she was looking forward to it.  My grandmother chirped a few more things and hung up the phone.  As she slammed the phone into the cradle she said “I hate the guts from that woman!”   I had no doubt about that.

You hurt most the ones you feel the most comfortable with, isn’t that funny?   Few abusive people go out and abuse strangers, it’s generally those in their lives who will take the abuse, one way or another, that they prey on.  If I act like an asshole to someone who loves me, well, there’s much less chance of being punched in the face, for one thing.  But why do we do it?

Because, get ready for it, get ready for it—- People Are Funny!  Maybe not ha-ha ROTFLMAO funny, but funny as hell itself.  Funny as hell.  That’s pretty funny, eternal damnation and endless torture!   Whee.  I have a friend who says “funny as shit”, which is another good one.  Nothing more hilarious than a nice pile of shit next to you on the couch!

I had more things to write here, but you must excuse me, I’m feeling a little funny.