Stupid Humor Versus Zero Humor - Boy, oh boy! What I saw on TV this morning has left me seriously wondering where to settle on the humor scale from 1 to 10. On that show they were presenting this year's Halloween costumes which were not just tasteless but also incredibly dull and dumb. You could tell right away that somebody must have badly run out of ideas as far as finding funny costumes for adults. One model came out in an ugly wedding gown supposedly mimicking Angela Jolie's wedding look but instead appeared so cheesy that my husband immediately felt his palms getting itchy - a sign that his nerves just couldn't take any more stupid. I experienced a very similar physical reaction later on when they brought out a couple dressed like good old Colonial settlers holding a metal frame in front of their faces seriously pretending they were portraying a picture. The absolute worst part though, was the overall positive reaction on part of the news anchors. OMG! I'd like to say, I have a weird and at times wicked sense of humor, and I can basically laugh about the stupidest things and at the same time aggravate the crap out of my surrounding, but I just can't find any humor in this sort of childishly regressive state of mind which seems to be slowly infecting the whole nation. As I see it, there's way too much slap- stick and too little real concern for what's going on here and elsewhere. Just an example. One of the top favorite Halloween disguises this year is an Ebola hazard suit. Seriously, what does this tell you? If that's not ridiculously dumb and tasteless on top, what is? - Quite on the contrary, I glance over the pond and keep reading about Europeans no longer being capable of putting away enough for their retirement because the majority simply cannot afford saving anymore. Over there life is revolving ever the more around work, education and career instead of family, friends and well, simply having more fun in general. Just the other day I talked to my mother about the truly bleak future perspectives on European soil. What's approaching inevitably and unstoppably just like a giant avalanche is a mixture of both an increase in poverty, crime, fraud and a decrease in jobs, opportunities and life quality. It really feels as if all of that weight pulling those folks further down has been taking the fun and with it all the joy and humor out of their lives. On our last home visit a year ago I could actually feel that kind of change quite drastically. Needless to say, I did not like that a bit. At times, people would stare at us almost like zombies whenever we burst into laughter about something silly as we always do. Anyway, to be quite honest, in those two weeks I wasn't laughing nearly as much as I usually do. It also didn't slip my attention that all that ridiculous workload on a daily base had already begun to dampen my friends' spirits considerably. - Where I am from we have a funny saying which goes like this: "We go down into the cellar to laugh." How descriptive this is of who we are over there or rather who we're finally turning into for real. Now all of a sudden I find myself in a real dilemma positioned between the two fronts and trying to simultaneously sit on two chairs as far as humor goes. While I can't quite warm up to that childishly silly sense of humor here, I'm now clearly sticking out over in Europe as I'm not supposed to crack stupid jokes amidst of all those dead- serious folks. Funny indeed how difficult it can be to share one's humor with the world and end up being completely misunderstood!
College or no college - That's the question Now the time is here again for high school graduates to venture off to college and university. I still, to this day, remember being thrilled and overly excited to start as a fresh(wo)man in a new place where studying would go hand in glove with partying for the next few years. I love to see every one's kids swarm out and flock together in college districts and on student campus terrains. Most teenagers get accepted somewhere even though often at second or third choice sites, but they will all have to face one and the same question which is, at what price? Unless you are granted a scholarship, three years and plus of college education costs you an arm and a leg, and if you keep going for more profound specialization, you will be in debts up your neck by the time you have got your PhD. Then what? Go and spit out job applications like a ball machine hoping that someone is going to hire you - unless of course you were lucky eno...
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