There’s no doubt that sarcasm takes ‘wit’, And it’s not at all troubling to me. There’s wry humor in my use of it. There’s no doubt that sarcasm takes ‘wit’. Ah, there are those who don’t like it one bit! Their hearts are more decent, you see. There’s no doubt that sarcasm takes ‘wit’, And it’s not at all troubling to me.
At a time, when the general population was regarded as intelligent, slapstick comedy ruled. It doesn’t have to tickle everyone’s funny bone, as much as it does mine, but, ‘once upon a time’ fewer people were condescending enough to believe that lives could be ‘at risk’ just from watching it. I would guess that no one would have eaten Tide Pods back then, either. The Three Stooges were comic geniuses, IMO. Ridiculousness deserves ridicule and laughing at it is human. Laughing at the ridiculous has become, in a purposeful way, a modern taboo. Well, this gal won’t stop. Ridiculousness doesn’t go away when we are shamed into ignoring it. If nothing can be labeled ridiculous, then is everything supposed to be taken seriously? The media certainly thinks we should. lol
I’ve introduced my granddaughters to The Stooges and they’re able to roar with laughter. Not only are these comedians a part of our American heritage, they are perfectly suited to make fun of an overly uptight, narcissistic , often ridiculous, culture that is currently nearly humorless. Hope you enjoy a few of my favorite classic clips.
If you are a sci-fi fan,there’s a good chance that Spaceballs is a comedy favorite in your library. This Mel Brooks classic is a personal favorite and one of the most, campfire-side chat, quotable films likely to produce “spit takes” while sipping on beer. If you enjoy “spoofdom”, this is a must see. Rick Moranis is hilarious but the cast also includes, the immortal, John Candy. This movie is not for children because it contains some adult language and humor. I’ll let the sampling of scenes, below, speak for themselves.
If we could “put our finger” on that, most of us would choose to become comedians. It is fun to be funny!
I was watching my 7 year old granddaughter make her 5 month old sister laugh. A delightful engaging scene. The first thing that I noticed and, had always known, slapstick comedy is ageless. Even infants know that falling on your face is funny and, the addition of surprise to that equation, makes it hilarious.
The puzzle that I am searching to solve is, how do some people make us laugh by their presence alone? I have a giggle reflex that starts when my sister enters the room. The same reflex happens with a few friends of mine too. The immediate solution seems to be that we have an on-going comedy act. Maybe a history of funnies that come to mind or, at least, are lurking in our subconsciousness. That might well be true BUT I have had the same comedic stirrings with new kids/babies in my day care program. One of my long remembered kids and I locked eyes for the very first time and laughed. We each just felt a bubbly energy when we were together.
Which now begs the question, where does that energy originate and what inspires it? Have you ever been in line at a grocery store and felt that connection with a complete stranger? I have. It always surprises and delights me. It’s often been said that dealing with the “public” is a chore. Yes, there are also people who can “put us off” at first glance. Is it their posture, lack of eye contact, facial expression? A fascinating psychological puzzle for sure.
Whatever the chemistry may be called, it makes the world a happier place knowing that comedy is alive and can be found when, and where, we least expect it. Surprise!
A gimmick is all that it took these days. Dolly was running her own campaign. She was determined to become the first female president of the United States. If anyone proposed that her name was too cutie-pie, she was prepared to remind folks of the famed first lady Dolley Madison.
Dolly was starting her journey by embracing her differences and defining herself. Oh yes, her approach was sexist. A chimp in a suit coat, tie and diaper, adorned her poster with the slogan,” Time for a change?”
Heck, the men would laugh and the women could identify and the animal lovers? Well, they were also included.
As a stand-up comic, Dolly knew that comic relief was what her beloved country sorely needed. Comedy was the most powerful, feel-good unifying force. She was tired of the bickering and half-truths. Dolly knew that you could say anything if it was funny. Time that the populace learned to laugh at themselves and move on.
Hmmmm…How could she work the idea of a movement into the diaper theme? Aw crap…she’d think of something. HA!
Her committee of followers had set up her first press conference at a New England inn. She had decided to wear clothing in only shades of purple. Red,White and Blue were combined and so, too ,the whole nation would become with her leadership.
Of course, the date chosen for her debut was Mother’s day. It was her hope to have mothers unite on her behalf. No more “smoke and mirrors”. She was no one’s puppet either. Just a mom who could do better than those chest-thumping boobs have done.
Dolly chuckled when she delighted, once again, in the image of the chimp AND that diaper. As long as she tapped into the frustration of average Americans, her agenda of improvement would carry the day.
As she prepared to take the microphone, Dolly looked from the podium out over the orchards on that farm. The trees were ancient and yet still orderly and fruitful. Her eyes filled with tears, just for a moment. She was going to remind herself of the orchard throughout the business of campaigning. Old yet orderly and fruitful…how she loved her country. A mother’s agenda is selfless . Her mission to create self-sufficient citizens is universal. Her love cannot be compromised.
She began her speech. ” I am a mother, a proud American and a woman. I’ve learned to diagnose illnesses, I am most capable of remembering moments and I know how to ask for directions. A mother is a child’s first hero and I want to be our country’s hero! Take my hand …”
Since so many other online writers have blogs dedicated to their writings, I’ve decided to jump onto the bandwagon. All posts published here will be either fiction or poetry, some new, and some previously published on various places on the Internet. Some of my works are conventional, and some are quirky. All fiction posted here, except for fan fiction, will include the letters "rose" somewhere, as a tribute to my Baba.