Saturday, July 8, 2017

It Ain't Always what you Say

I know this isn't supposed to be funny, but Gerald had me giggling all through it. Perhaps my jocular interpretation of much of this presentation reveals a certain crudity on my part, but I can't deny that his expressions closely mirror my own in response to much of what I see, or read, from "respectable" news sources, and the crud most politicians usually spew.

Besides, if I want to laugh, my last resort these days, is to watch so-called comedians. I tried that about a year, or so ago. I tried to watch five or six stand-up comedy shows on Netfix. They were all puke, especially Amy Schumer (gag.)

They weren't funny. And in the case of Amy Schumer, they weren't even remotely funny.

The best kind of laugh is one that happens unexpectedly because someone says something, or does something that just makes you blurt out a chuckle or a guffaw. Lionel is good at that.

Most will probably not see the humor I see, any more than I see humor in most, actually all anti-Trump "jokes" that cycle into my in-box these days. I don't know anything about the science of jokes, but I will go out on a limb here and conjecture that a joke must, at the very least, have a credible premise. Even slapstick requires some resonance with real life.

If the premise is false, then the joke just isn't funny.

Perhaps that is why I was never a big fan of the "Lucy Show." She was just too stupid to be stupid. At least when the Three Stooges (more like the Three Politicians,) were painting each other's faces and eating each other's paintbrushes, I could visualize such things happening in real life, and they probably have happened millions of times. (Especially at Hamilton's City Hall.)

I know Gerald is not trying to be funny. I believe he is deadly serious, and with good reason.

It ain't always about what you say, but how you say it.

Oh, one more thing I noticed this past week. A brand new set of stop-lights on the west side of the intersection of John St. N. and King William. More public money being pissed away on an airy-fairy agenda, no doubt linked to valiant efforts to prevent Earth's climate from changing, by converting the, already ridiculously narrow, King William St. into a two-way street so that the trendies who get drunk in the adjacent bars can persuade themselves that one vs. two-way traffic on that street is somehow, "progressive" even though the only logical result to be expected is increased congestion in the area.

What's next? A mandate that all door hinges in the neighborhood be switched to the opposite side so that the door will open the other way?

How the people of Hamilton can tolerate these repeated insults to their intelligence is a mystery to me. I think the government run public schools share a lot of the blame.