A few years after first discovering Prince Edward Island as a single mom with two young children, I invited my second husband, Dan, to see the island for the first time. I was beyond nervous. What if Dan saw this island and shrugged his shoulders?
If we, too, many years ago discussed in heated terms the world's probable doom, if we fought against our own existential crises, we also tamped down our fears down enough to bring our children into the world. Was that an act of faith or foolishness?
It's time to get serious. Women aren't funny and the world is going to end this year. Given these two indisputable truths, it's time for me to quit comedy and devote my life to preparing for the apocalypse.
You can fool the American consumer once, maybe even twice, if he or she wants to buy what you're selling, but in the end you have to give the public the real thing or it's going to just move on and leave you in the dust, waiting for the second coming.