I don’t write in a journal everyday, but I have accumulated many entries over the past 50+ years beginning in 1966. Some items evolved into longer works. Among the leftovers little pieces survived. I thought a collection of these with a piece culled from the same date in a past year would make an interesting yearbook. The consistencies and inconsistencies of mind, skipping back and forth across time, provide varied perspectives. It is difficult to remember the context of the past we’ve lived; we also make suppositions about times that predate ourselves.

The few alterations from original drafts were to improve clarity. The worst of my work is not included. There remains enough mediocrity and immaturity to make me feel humble and you feel smart. There are also moments of accidental insight and incidental humor.

Author Stephen Crane referred to his little pieces as pills…apparently they were small and somewhat hard to swallow, but good for you.


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Wednesday, December 13, 2017

The Cheap Joke and Expensive Humor


December 13, 1985  (I was 41)

      The Cheap Joke and Expensive Humor
            The cheap joke is called gag, bit, fluff and other
snub capsulations to play upon its brevity, but also to
to hint at the ease, the convention, the banality.  It is
non-judgmentally coarse.  It is direct and overt.  It may
humiliate, arouse or both.  To those who like such things,
it works best when it is unexpected and inappropriate
(not like in church where such things are commonplace).
It goes over best with an audience that is stupid, drunk
or smugly patriotic (stupid and drunk).
            Expensive humor is called art.  It is based upon
perception and attitudes toward perception.  It is point
of view established and evolved.  It is stylistic approach
established and evolved.  It is patient insistence upon
laughter at last.  It is not over until the listener laughs,
and the listener does not know it is over until he laughs.
This insistence is the tension.  The story ends, the laugher
laughs, has to laugh; timing it is called.  It is the tumble
down wave that should have been predicted before it
knocked us silly up the beach.  And threatened to pull us
out to sea.

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