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Wednesday, June 23, 2004

Philosophical cans of generic nuts that people are strangely eager to see you open  

It has been remarked, most often by idiots, that "God must have a sense of humor". What is a sense of humor, and does God have it? Could He?

I ask because psychologists agree that laughing, the emotive response to humor, is based on surprise. It is very similar to the fear response. Can you be omnipotent and laugh at jokes? Know how you feel when you hear the "why did the chicken..." joke? I imagine omnipotence and jokes would intermingle with similar results. You may find the "chicken" joke unfunny for two reasons (a) you know the punchline, and (b) it wouldn't be funny if you didn't know the punchline.

I know that there are different ways that things are funny, but it usually stems from surprise or a sudden sense of harmless incongruity. I could sit and think for a while about the different ways things are funny, and what a sense of humor is, but I am interested (for reasons I am not clear on) in the thoughts of the dear reader of this blog.

Please remember: Though I am interested in your thoughts, I am more interested in them being translated into words, and arranged into sentences.

-paul  13:42 EST | |

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