Monday, April 9, 2012
Source of Comedy (Blogophilia 7.5)
It said the source of all comedy is pain. Most comics and entertainers have an innate need for attention. The problem with this is people don’t necessarily want to hear about your problems. Unless you can take their mind off of their problems. Take for example Steve Martin. He understands this. You rarely hear about his personal life because he knows that would take away from the silly image of him with bunny ears or the indelible image of him in suburban Atlanta parking lot begging for tips with Martin Mull.
I have been accused of thriving on chaos. I really don’t feel alive unless it seems the world is falling apart. It is the mark of a child that grows up in a dysfunctional household. Stability is something that other people have. My wife is having a seizure? Tip her on her side to keep the airway clear and make sure she doesn’t hit anything. Wait until it is over and let her sleep it off. My Mom drunk? There is nothing to do there except stay out of her way. Company computer system get struck by lightning? Eh, give me a list of was lost. I’ll have it back in a couple of days.
But, routine day to day events? They drive me crazy.
Is it normal? From what I have seen on the internet, it may be. I see situations that make me wonder how people even survive and that I shouldn’t be such a whiner. A child forced by an adult to hold hot potatoes or burning cigarettes. Or the children that are given to other people’s pleasure and thrown away like used garbage. I have my limits and I wonder if I could survive those things. And the Hero in me wants to go up and “fix” their problems. Even though I know in my heart I would make it worse.
So what does this rant have to do about comedy? I don’t know. I keep thinking I’ll find witty ways to vent the steam, but it just sounds like another whiner in the world.