March
marches loosely towards April Fools’ Day. Expectancy is about: how to pull the
rug from under, how to flesh out the emperor’s new clothes. Comedy Festivals
give private parts an airing. Open mike blows the secrets politicians lock in
briefcases. Swearwords take on undue emphases, like verbal highlighter pens. It’s
said Bergson’s ‘Laughter’ is the unfunniest book ever written. Well, it’s a
warning. Analysis on why we laugh isn’t half as funny as laughing. Jokologists
should lighten up. March countdown’s more stimulating than a dead-hand
explaining deadpan. Their shaggy dogs lack punch-lines. The joke’s on us, that’s
for sure.
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