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Now Back to Our Show

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Ok, I haven’t felt much like updating lately because my goal here at the end of the day is to be above, all other considerations, a humor site. I mean, a comic strip should be funny, right? It’s not like we’re at the New Yorker here

*disclaimer: If any of you are scouts for the New Yorker, I retract and I would be proud to appear in your fine publication


**disdisclaimer: If any of you are White Supremacists who have no use for New York intellectuals or their namby pamby sympathizers, I retract and would under no circumstances appear in that commie rag


***disdisdisclaimer: If you are white and offended that I used the phrase White Supremacist than you are free to go and read the New Yorker, The Guardian, The New York Post or any other publication more aligned with your proclivities. Or you can write and tell me why I’m wrong. Martin is not above intelligent discourse from the fan.

So…. yeah… not feeling funny and I decided to go and lift my spirits by going to see Christopher Titus, my all time favorite comedy legend. For an hour and a half I laughed until my sides hurt

Then I was back here. In the world. Where things are happening.

Things like this.

Or not happening. I’ve been told those things may be in my head. But they seem to be in a lot of friend’s heads as well. So maybe we as a nation lost our minds collectively in some sort of Jungian soup. Or maybe it’s the Matrix, Neo. Or it’s possible it’s the Economy, stupid. I know I feel malaise but I can’t pinpoint the source.

I’m not smart like this guy.


But then, I go to tie my hair up and I can hear something crinkly and I feel something papery and I know there’s something in there. Leaf? Receipt Jimmy Hoffa? I spend a good three minutes trying to comb it out before I realize I still have my wristband from the show on and the paper is rubbing the hair by my ear.

I’m also not smart like these guys.

I’m provided a moment for self deprecation, wry introspection and a moral (just because you can’t find something doesn’t mean it isn’t there and the things you find may be different than the things you sought) as well as a way through my writers block to this very blog entry.

And  when I (re)discovered that paper strip all I could hear in my head was Titus ultimate line from his 5th Annual End of the World Tour, thinking about the loonnnnng buildup to his father’s final punchline.


Funny, a**hole.

Use Your Illusion

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That's LifeSo I’ve been thinking a lot lately about Descartes. Like for the last 20 years. What? Shut up. You’re weird. So here’s the thing- he had some ideas about perception. Basic idea: There is a chair and there is your perception of a chair and you will never ever see a chair, you will only see a “chair”, because the form of your own mind lies between you and reality like a curtain.

But here’s the thing about curtains- there are blackout curtains and there are summer weight linens. Some people don’t have filters. They have blinders. We can’t have total agreement on anything ever, but we can approach reality. I guess. Theoretically. But should we? Is that not the way to madness? There is this quote, again by the great Descartes:

“An optimist may see a light where there is none, but why must the pessimist always run to blow it out?”

What I think we need to do is agree on where there is light, and where there is not. Where it’s beneficent to engage in some wilful denial and where we’re shooting ourselves in the foot. Cutting off our nose to spite our face. Running with the lemmings (that one’s not real, but I think it’s going to catch on).

Example: There was a study released recently that said that the Great Barrier Reef is significantly a dead thing in many places. The public at large read this as “Great Barrier Reef dead, the end is here”, angering a heck of a lot of scientists. Because the actual conclusion of the study was that if we want to save the reef, time is running out. See, this was not optimists seeing something that wasn’t there. Descartes doesn’t say so explicitly, but pessimists can do that too and it’s always good to check yourself to see where your head lies. What he does say explicity:

“The senses deceive from time to time, and it is prudent never to trust wholly those who have deceived us even once.”

Can we all do the best we can to figure out what beliefs our neighbors hold that don’t hurt us and leave them the heck alone? And then figure out the things that are plain crazy and hurtful and do in fact make life worse for everyone and not leave those people alone quite so much?

I think if we all do our part, we can fight the global melancholera epidemic that’s bringing us all down. Kumbaya, y’all.



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