…is easy to grasp: Think of it as a jack-in-the-box who pops up and shoots your loved ones through the heart. Then boings up in down grinning vacantly in that stupid clown costume while they bite the dirt.

I’d write something consoling if I thought there were something consoling to write. Haven’t come across anything yet in my almost six decades, but I’ve got my eyes peeled. Will report back directly if I find The Answer. In the meanwhile, put as much pleasure in your own and your friends’ lives as you can. It helps with the pain, and it defies the Prankster.