‘Mud’ with laughter
With the current muddy situation that we have in the country, it is no longer comical to see someone fall, but it still has a taste to it. The sight of someone falling seems to be a trigger to a sick, latent humour that everyone seems to possess, and surprisingly, the more crude and awkward the fall, the better the laughter. While some people fall down on the ground with dignity, others seem to float in the air for sometime before finally landing down on the ground, only to elicit laughter from a group of people suffering from a dearth of humorous situations, and in this country, there truly is a dire shortage of laughable things.
We have all been there. We have been victims of these falls, sometimes in full view of the public, sometimes in our own little cocoons, but the point we all make is that we have tasted the ground once and again. Now, someone told me that it is not respectful to laugh when someone meets the ground, but hey, they are the victims, not us, and the laughter is too good to resist, and someday I am going to fall too. Are they going to judge me with a better measure? Are they going to understand that it is the way life is? Nope. They will laugh, because every evening, people are tired and bored, and there is only too little humour to go around. Now, with all that stress and worry, tell me, would you judge someone for having a good laugh?
Some wise person said that you should judge the true character of man by what he laughs at. We laugh at plenty of stuff, which makes us possess an assortment of characters and morals, but still, that should not deny us the pleasure of watching someone fall. Sometimes it is the only funny thing around us. It is wicked, I know, but then the end in this case justifies the means. So, I guess at some point we are all messed up, so he without sin, cast the first stone.
With the current muddy situation that we have in the country, it is no longer comical to see someone fall, but it still has a taste to it. The sight of someone falling seems to be a trigger to a sick, latent humour that everyone seems to possess, and surprisingly, the more crude and awkward the fall, the better the laughter. While some people fall down on the ground with dignity, others seem to float in the air for sometime before finally landing down on the ground, only to elicit laughter from a group of people suffering from a dearth of humorous situations, and in this country, there truly is a dire shortage of laughable things.
We have all been there. We have been victims of these falls, sometimes in full view of the public, sometimes in our own little cocoons, but the point we all make is that we have tasted the ground once and again. Now, someone told me that it is not respectful to laugh when someone meets the ground, but hey, they are the victims, not us, and the laughter is too good to resist, and someday I am going to fall too. Are they going to judge me with a better measure? Are they going to understand that it is the way life is? Nope. They will laugh, because every evening, people are tired and bored, and there is only too little humour to go around. Now, with all that stress and worry, tell me, would you judge someone for having a good laugh?
Some wise person said that you should judge the true character of man by what he laughs at. We laugh at plenty of stuff, which makes us possess an assortment of characters and morals, but still, that should not deny us the pleasure of watching someone fall. Sometimes it is the only funny thing around us. It is wicked, I know, but then the end in this case justifies the means. So, I guess at some point we are all messed up, so he without sin, cast the first stone.
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