It's Called Kharma

After watching Bret Michaels of Poison get clothes-lined by a piece of scenery on Youtube for more than a dozen times, only one thing keeps running through my head.

Now I understand two polar opposite but interconnecting things: Schadenfreude and Karma.

Schadenfreude is German, loosely translated into "Taking joy is others pain."

Whereas Karma is the force generated by a person's actions held in Hinduism and Buddhism to perpetuate transmigration and in its ethical consequences to determine the nature of the person's next existence.

They may sound like mutually exclusive ideas that cannot and should not be linked, but this notion was proven false during the Tony Awards on Sunday night.

How else do you explain the confounding popularity of Poison back in the 80's, the train wreck of reality television that is Rock of Love show on VH1, and the utterly unfathomable reunion of Poison that performs at the Tony Awards?

You can't. It's a philosophical dilemma wrapped in a syllogism that defies explanation, until at the very end of the video clip, when the band has gathered on that tiny stage and Bret is still on the floor, swaggering in the spotlight, lingering a bit too long, and BAM! You see him get smacked by a cosmic bitch slap.

I am still laughing.

Bret suffered a broken nose and a bruised ego, but for the majority of us who have had to endure Poison, Rock of Love and other annoying projects by Bret, this was God standing up for the little man and saying, "Enough!"

Like the little boy in the scene from the seminal movie Animal House when a Playboy Bunny flies through his window and lands on his bed, I kept looking skyward and repeating, "THANK YOU, GOD!"