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photo by Gage Skidmore

New humor piece on Medium:

“These quote-unquote ‘superheroes’ are just another group of non-hard-working, non-job-creating moochers taking handouts from the bloated, over-regulated government,” he said. “I’ve met Tony Stark, he’s a nice guy, but he’s no hero. Hulk? Put a shirt on! A bunch of liberal-media-darlings, put together by ‘Comrade’ Nick Fury to take the focus off the real heroes: millionaires creating American jobs by building golf courses in other countries.”

Read “Donald Trump: The Avengers are ‘Not Real Superheroes'” on Medium

Jack Handey / Photo by Jeff Minton for The New York Times

A profile of one of the greats, Jack Handey.

The archetypal Jack Handey sketch is about Frankenstein, or flying saucers, or a cat who, for some reason, can drive a car. “Little-boy stuff,” Handey explained. He often worked alone on his sketches rather than team up with other writers, and he liked to work from his and Marta’s Chelsea apartment, so he would show up each week to Wednesday read-throughs with these fully formed, immaculate sketches that would freak everyone out. Franken recalled a sketch called “Giant Businessman,” about an actual giant (played by Phil Hartman) who calls the cops on the loud party next door, then is terrified when the neighbor threatens him. At the read-through, Franken laughed so long and hard at the sketch’s final beat — in which the giant asked the F.B.I., sincerely, if he might join the witness protection program — that he had to excuse himself from the crowded room because his laughter was interrupting the next sketch.

“Jack Handey Is the Envy of Every Comedy Writer in America” by Dan Kois

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SplitSider is one of my favorite comedy blogs, and one of the reasons is that they don’t just feature news stories and reviews – they also have interesting, funny essays, like this character study of Frasier Crane from Cheers and Frasier.

Over those twenty years, his story evolved in steady steps. If you watch any one episode on it’s own, it’s easy to miss the slow climb to happiness in Boston, or the slow spiral into loneliness in Seattle. But it’s there. Through Lilith, joy and stability. Through Niles, frustration and deterioration. He’s a man who had nothing, got everything, and lost it all again.

“The Rise and Fall of Dr. Frasier Crane” by Stephen Winchell