So laugh a little

The other day after posting about the laughable state of the political scene, a person contacted me to comment about the decided lack of humor found in the candidates, the pundits, the media.  On further reflection I should have hit that note harder.

She was correct on all counts.  These folks do take themselves much to seriously.  She pointed out that the only one having any fun with this is The Donald himself and he is the only one who admits to his faults.  The others put on their sour faces and scowl and get all full of high dudgeon and in their pious most sanctimonious tone condemn Trump.

Lindsey Graham a big do nothing of the first order full of  his own self importance calls Trump a Jackass, suggesting that it takes one to know one.  Mc Cain as the Grumpy Old Man of politics calls the 71% of American People who want a secure southern border, Crazies and thinks nothing of it .

Anderson Cooper, Rachel Maddow and Wolf Blitzer scowl and condemn and try to marginalize all republicans---forgetting for the moment that their combined viewership of 300 people fell asleep 5 minutes into their shows.

So I did have to conclude that  humor and levity are forgotten in our modern life and we need to cultivate some more of it.  We need to laugh and smile and be gay, not GAY, but old style gay, not that there is anything wrong with being GAY, but you get my drift.

So I laughed when my older, and some would say wiser, sister pointed out the need for humor when viewing politics.  But I also agreed with my much much, seriously  older and assuredly wiser sister. So with that in mind I include an e mail sent by my 62 year old friend who apparently has the mind of a high school sophomore, and has little else to do on a summer Friday.  But in keeping with my sophomoric sense of humor I did laugh.
For some time many of us have wondered just who is Jack Schitt?

We find ourselves at a loss when someone says, 'You don't know Jack Schitt!'

Well, thanks to genealogy efforts, you can now respond in an intellectual way.

Jack Schitt is the only son of Awe Schitt.

Awe Schitt was married to O. Schitt, the fertilizer magnate, and owner of Needeep N. Schitt, Inc. They had one son, Jack.

In turn, Jack Schitt married Noe Schitt. The deeply religious couple produced six children: Holie Schitt, Giva Schitt, Fulla Schitt, Bull Schitt, and the twins Deep Schitt and Dip Schitt.

Against her parents' objections, Deep Schitt married Dumb Schitt, a high school dropout.

After being married 15 years, Jack and Noe Schitt divorced. Noe Schitt later married Ted Sherlock, and because her kids were living with them, she wanted to keep her previous name. She was then known as Noe Schitt-Sherlock.

Meanwhile, Dip Schitt married Loda Schitt, and they produced a son with a rather nervous disposition who was nick-named Chicken Schitt.

Two of the other six children, Fulla Schitt and Giva Schitt, were inseparable throughout childhood and subsequently married the Happens brothers in a dual ceremony.

The wedding announcement in the newspaper announced the Schitt-Happens nuptials.

The Schitt-Happens children were Dawg, Byrd, and Horse.

Bull Schitt, the prodigal son, left home to tour the world.
He recently returned from Italy with his new Italian bride, Pisa Schitt.

Now when someone says, 'You don't know Jack Schitt,' you can correct them.

Sincerely,

Crock O. Schitt

NOTE: PLEASE PASS THIS ON TO ANYONE WHO NEEDS A LAUGH.

REMEMBER: IF YOU DON'T THEN YOU MIGHT POSSIBLY BE RELATED TO FULLA SCHITT

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