"How I learned to start worrying..." What I learned from my hemorrhagic stroke, part 3

 Nothing/Everything, cont. 

Prior to my hemorrhagic stroke I couldn't see what was so funny about Peter Sellers' performance of the titular Dr. Strangelove. I'd just laugh when the audience laughed. 

"What could go wrong?"

After the stroke I know: the hand has a mind of its own. That doesn't explain away Strangelove's "Sieg heils." If that bothers you take it up with Stanley Kubrick. In the meantime just laugh along with the audience. Nothing will go wrong — promise. 

Links: part 1, part 2.