So I had this thought today, when an FB friend asked if I was up to do some stand-up. At first I was thinking that maybe he had the wrong gorgeous braided black woman (though there is obviously none other than me). Anywho, although I write and sometimes feel humorous, I realized that writing to evoke humor seems intriguing and gifted of a human to be able to use such a skill. I thought of all the incredibly funny friends I have who fill my life with such laughter and joy. I thought of the great laughs I share with my family. I thought of the amazing comedians whove had long, successful careers making people roll about on the floor but also take pause to look at some very serious issues. Of course my perusal is once again drawn to the brilliance of Mr. Williams. With this, I intuit two things. One, that depression for a comedian is the ultimate containment of peoples pain, to sustain 10 minutes of relief with every skit (which can prove to be exhausting to try to get someone to smile and leave their problems for a bit) and two, that laughter, once gloriously achieved, is incredibly healing to the world.
Posted on: Mon, 18 Aug 2014 10:50:03 +0000
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