There are some books that I really liked reading in school. At least the ends. I loved Hamlet and I loved Song of Roland. They were both tragedies, but they really had a funny way of making me laugh. I mean, here was Roland, limping across the battlefield of the moors with arrows poking out all over him saying to each fallen victim "Oh! Poor soul! If only I could save you!" and in extra badassness, limps his way up to a hill-side so that he could poetically die under a tree.

In Hamlet, it's like someone pushed a domino and suddenly the whole cast is dead. I think at the end, an entirely new character wanders on stage just so there can be someone around to notice that everyone is dead.

These tragedies were humorous.

This struck me because, in my own life, disaster and humor aren't really all that far apart either. It's just the way that I look at a situation. For instance, being pushed around every day by a bunch of Koreans is pretty annoying, but if you imagine that you are one pin-ball in a giant world of Korean bumpers, its actually pretty funny. Then, instead of having people ask, "Are you okay" I've got people asking me 'what are you laughing at'. Smiling knowingly, I reply to both, 'nothing, nothing'.

heh heh. That reminds me of when I was in Japan and I kept thinking, "Oh no! I'm lost! I'm going to be late!"

And then I would think, "Oh no! I'm rost! I'm going to be rate!" and I would laugh and laugh.
» Zanzibar on 2010-12-04 09:35:54

Writers do have a way of making even solemn occasions funny. It's good and healthy to appreciate the comedy of life, rather than that irritation. It's all absurd, after all.

Also, Zanzibar just made snot come out my nose, I laughed so hard and so unexpectedly.
» Unicornasaurus on 2010-12-05 03:10:19

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