Wednesday, November 1, 2017

Life, A Comic Outrage

Behold a comic outrage! When all the world's a stage, and my life one long commentary on the absurdity, and stupidity of man. When a smirk creeps up upon my face in line at Wendy's, or in some public restroom listening to a splash. As I imagine Shakespeare, Whitman, Emerson, Thoreau, and Thurber having a pint while sitting on a passing cloud over head.
I wonder why it becomes necessary to obsess on the ordinary, or worry about the reasons why people take life so seriously, when laughter really is the best medicine, thanks to Norman Cousins' Anatomy Of An Illness; check out the movie if you will. It gives some honest reason to chuckle in the face of tragedy because we all end up the same in the end, dead.

Oh to take a moment to smile at the idiot who raises his arms in disbelief as he is the one who runs away a coward from the scene of a hit, and run. Who really pays for the damage done? It is only a vehicle, and our journey to work gets interrupted just a bit, so let the fool in the SUV live with himself as karma comes a calling when he can't just leave with his tail between his legs next time.
Smile, for your heart may be aching, but the choice is yours to find a glimpse of paradise in a fart joke delivered by Kevin Farley,  or that time you received a special unexpected gift at your family Christmas. Let Dad laugh until the joke is on him, and it's gone way too far over the top to stop.
And where to end when the reasons for living become a managery of one liners given by an aging George Burns to a worrisome John Denver sitting in the front seat of an American motors Pacer. Come on, was there ever a more ridiculous looking car ever made than that? Even Mike Meyers found it funny to give Wayne's World a boost alongside his besty Garth, and company who gave us a most memorable rendition of Bohemian Rhapsody.

Yes,  laugh, drink up my friend, and don't let the screen door hit you on the backside as you leave the room excercising your right to be happy any way you want it, because life is a  Divine Comedy in spite of Dante's thirst for explaining the fires of hell; even he would smile to hear Satan singing American Pie out of tune in a hail storm. God bless!

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