Rather than give in to despair from all of the idiocy and evil cloaked in righteousness (yes, you know I'm talking about you, Mr. Robertson), I turn to my friends, great writers and their works.
Today at lunch, for example, I pulled out a delightful little volume published by Konemann, Mark Twain's "A Tramp Abroad".
The other diners looked up from their burgers and fries as I laughed out loud. I simply couldn't help myself.
Here, see for yourself: A Tramp Abroad - Chapter VIII by Mark Twain
It's striking for me to note this: after reading much Thurber over the past few months Twain is still the undisputed master of American humor and keen observation.
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