Here’s to John Lovitz, My New Hero
Dear John Lovitz,
You are my new hero. If you have a fan club, I want to become a member, scratch that, I want two memberships and I’ll pay for them both.
When I read on Digg yesterday that you used Andy Dick’s head to polish a comedy club bar, my spirits actually lifted. I’m not a violent person, I don’t believe in using force against your fellow man, but this is not a fellow man we’re talking about, it’s Andy Dick.
What you did wasn’t just a matter of standing up for your departed friend Phil Hartman, you stood up for every decent human being in the world that has been tormented by his antics over the years. Between licking Carrie Fisher’s face, peeing in front of a reporter, Groping Ivanka Trump and doing more drink and drugs than I care to think about, Andy has exhibited every deplorable human behavior imaginable (and a few that weren’t imaginable before he did them) and has faced no ill consequences for them.
That is, until you, Mr. Lovitz, stepped in.
