Thoughtless for the Day

I promise that I'll get to the story about the time a Bosnian sniper took potshots at me (trust me; it's not really that interesting). Currently we have bigger fish to fry. OK, maybe not bigger, but definitely more repulsive.

While hopping around CNN's website today, I notice that one of the items on the list of most view stories was "Settle your disputes in comedy court". Against my better judgment I clicked on the link and... well, let's just say "Courtroom, Sinbad, Tom Arnold, the horror, the horror". Just imagine Lewis Black's "The Root of All Evil" if every speck of the intelligence and humor were magically sucked out of it and replaced with the feces of a blind plague victim and you'll get the picture.

The guy who conceived Comedy Court is an Iranian Jew (not that's funny!) with the odd name of Jamie Masada. Masada not only owns The Laugh Factory but he also put in a guest appearance at Michael Jackson's trial.

"Adam Sandler, Rob Schneider and Chris Tucker are just a few of the funnymen the boy came to know through Masada."

Nice goin', Masada. Sure, Jacko might've got that poor kid wasted on Jesus Juice and left him weeping into his pillow with a size 9 poop-chute, but at least he didn't make him buddy up to the star of Deuce Bigalow, fer fucksake.