In the wake of something traumatic or extra-ghastly, like what happened last night in Las Vegas, few things give me a greater feeling of relief and even solace than watching Russian car crashes on YouTube. I rarely laugh out loud at comedies, but I’ll laugh my ass off at the rank stupidity and bone-dumb recklessness in these clips. My mantra while doing so: “I could so avoid these situations, I’m so much smarter than these morons, and way more skillful behind the wheel.” Wonderful therapy, shiatsu massage, peace in the valley.
