Word: laughingly
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Dates: during 2000-2009
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PENN: I don't think you lack a sense of humor when you don't laugh at something that's not funny. The whole premise of the thing, it seems to me--and I'm gonna analyze it for a second because I'm having fun--is almost like, What's so funny about peace, love and understanding? What's so funny about pursuing excellence? Why is it that on the show that aspires to celebrate excellence, a fantastic actor has to be used as a punch line? Everybody was uncomfortable with the thing, and [exhales in mock seriousness...
...about the real anger among black people, anger that can become mindless. You see what they can do--burning people and so forth--and you want almost to abandon them. And then, at the same time, they still have an incredible sense of humor. You say something and they laugh. And even now there is no generalized hatred of whites. There is still a fantastic fund of goodwill. You would think that blacks would be saying that the best kind of white man is a dead white man. But you cannot sense any hostility toward whites...
There is one essential difference between the legend and his successor. Rose can always laugh at himself. Cobb preferred to smile when the opposition blew a big lead. He was not much on irony; that his base-stealing records were surpassed by three black men, Wills, Lou Brock and Rickey Henderson, would not have amused him. Nor did he appreciate a generous anecdote told about him by a batting pupil. In 1960 Lefty O'Doul was asked, "What do you think Cobb would hit today?" The old outfielder guessed, "Oh, maybe .340." Then why do you say Cobb...
...town's old Norwegian bachelor farmers, stolidly harvesting wheat with their antiquated, clattering six-foot combines. The Norwegian bachelors were not impressed by modern 20-footers. Sure, you got done faster, but that just meant waiting longer till it was time to go to bed. This is a good laugh line, as close to a knee slapper as Keillor lets himself get in the monologues. But like his uncle Lew, he tells stories, not jokes, and he goes on to say that "the clatter brings back memories of old days of glory in the field when...
...detail might slow attacks from liberals, which help sell books. When she finally relented and said I could call her mother, she matter-of-factly told me to do so before the following Wednesday. "She gets the chemo on Wednesday, and once the chemo sets in"--Coulter began to laugh--"for the first week, she gets a little daft from the chemo ... Whenever I call them [her parents], it rings. It rings. It rings. The phone picks up. 'Wait a minute. I have to take my hearing aid out.' 'Find the phone that works.' It's pandemonium calling old people...