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Comedies and their best moments: I continue to confuse myself. I fancy myself something of a wit, often being snarky or funny without really intending to be. It gets worse when I’m angry. My mother, a showman of the highest order, made sure that we always had presentation wherever we went. So, even in the darkest of moments, we should be smiling and not letting the rabble know of our pain. This led to many dark, seeded inner angst. This led me to be able to ramble out a snide comment when, in the end, I wanted to kick the living shit out of the asshole standing in front of me on Space Mountain. Of course, they’d laugh and suddenly be all buddy-buddy, for, as I’ve also learned, comedy and laughter seems to form bonds that weren’t there. People think I’m friendly when I’m seething. ((By the same token, when I’m in front of the classroom, I’m trying to be funny-for some reason, kids behave better when you have their attention. It’s like they’re waiting to see what h...