Sunday, May 1, 2011

Dissecting a joke is like dissecting a frog, nobody is interested and the frog dies.

The "thesis" for this blog is still taking shape, but I will do my best to avoid anything like this...


The folks on this panel (The Art of the Kvetch:  Jewish Humor as Secularism, The New School University, April 29, 2011) are crazy smart, and the subject of their study isn't wholly dissimilar from where want to go with this blog, but - yawn.  This panel goes on for 98 minutes, and it's often a tough slog.

Which is probably why I've been posting to this blog sporadically.  I've been reluctant to delve too much into anything because over-thinking ruins most everything.

Yeah, that's it.

I set out to blog about the intersection of light and dark, comedy and tragedy - how sad is often funny and vice versa.  I guess this is an example of substance intersecting with comedy and causing a slow-motion fender-bender with no reported injuries...  because it was so boring the local reporter fell asleep at the scene of the accident.