What is Funny?
by Virtudes
Rojas
What makes something funny? A good question, isn’t it?
People have asked that question for decades. It’s hard
to identify what makes something funny, even though we all
seem to have a basic consensus on what funny is:
- Unexpected
- Slightly off-center
- Does not involve puns of any sort (there
are a few exceptions, but they’re rare)
- Was never, ever
spoken by your grade school teacher.
The reason I know about
the last requirement is that I am a real live grade school
teacher. I don’t find it particularly consoling that
I know I’m not supposed to be funny. I make lame attempts
to make the students laugh anyway. Kinda like Ahab chasing
the Great White Whale. Even though I know I won’t catch
what I’m after, I’ve signed on for the humiliation
all the same. Either a joke goes over their heads (easy when
you’re ten), or I tell it wrong (I have the comedic
timing of a White House Press Secretary at wartime) or it’s
just that generation gap rearing its ugly head. I just know
that like Al Gore, I’m perceived as a serious, studious
intellectual-type who does not appreciate the necessity to
let loose and laugh it up.
Oh, if only. If only those kids
saw my life. If they saw the books in my house that approach
the ceiling in perilous towers like some looming Leaning
Tower of Pisa… and knew that the bottom one always
has the information I want… and knew that I was actually
foolish enough to think I could lift the others…
If
they saw me with my cat, Pounce de Leon, the wickedest creature
of God’s
Own Creation, right when I think I’m making him happy… and
I lean down to nuzzle him and… well, it’s just
too painful to talk about it here. Let’s just say my
plastic surgeon can call his kids’ orthodontist and
assure him those braces are bought and paid for.
If they
saw my ridiculous
attempts to learn Southern cooking (I just put that white
gravy on it, y’all) or to do whatever it is I’m
supposed to do at one of these Southern BBQ’s without
making a complete tomato-slime mess of myself… Well
then they might think I was almost funny. Almost.
Then again,
it might
not. After all, since I deal daily with kids, I think this
is a great way to conclude, and be funny at the same time: “Humans
are the only animals that have children on purpose with the
exception of guppies, who like to eat theirs.” P. J.
O'Rourke
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