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Now, why is this? Why is it the case? Why are women, who have the whole male world at their mercy, not funny? Please do not pretend not to know what I am talking about. All right—try it the other way as the bishop said to the barmaid. Why are men, taken on average and as a whole, funnier than women? Well, for one thing, they had damn well better be.
The chief task in life that a man has to perform is that of impressing the opposite sex, and Mother Nature as we laughingly call her is not so kind to men. In fact, she equips many fellows with very little armament for the struggle.
An average man has just one, outside chance: he had better be able to make the lady laugh. Making them laugh has been one of the crucial preoccupations of my life. If you can stimulate her to laughter—I am talking about that real, out-loud, head-back, mouth-open-to-expose-the-full-horseshoe-of-lovely-teeth, involuntary, full, and deep-throated mirth; the kind that is accompanied by a shocked surprise and a slight no, make that a loud peal of delight—well, then, you have at least caused her to loosen up and to change her expression.
I shall not elaborate further. Women have no corresponding need to appeal to men in this way. They already appeal to men, if you catch my drift. Indeed, we now have all the joy of a scientific study, which illuminates the difference. The researchers found that men and women share much of the same humor-response system; both use to a similar degree the part of the brain responsible for semantic knowledge and juxtaposition and the part involved in language processing. But they also found that some brain regions were activated more in women. These included the left prefrontal cortex, suggesting a greater emphasis on language and executive processing in women, and the nucleus accumbens.
Allan Reiss. Slower to get it, more pleased when they do, and swift to locate the unfunny—for this we need the Stanford University School of Medicine? And remember, this is women when confronted with humor. Is it any wonder that they are backward in generating it? This is not to say that women are humorless, or cannot make great wits and comedians. And if they did not operate on the humor wavelength, there would be scant point in half killing oneself in the attempt to make them writhe and scream uproariously. Wit, after all, is the unfailing symptom of intelligence.
Men will laugh at almost anything, often precisely because it is—or they are—extremely stupid.
Though ask yourself, was Dorothy Parker ever really funny? Greatly daring—or so I thought—I resolved to call up Ms. Lebowitz and Ms. Ephron to try out my theories. Ephron did not disagree. She did, however, in what I thought was a slightly feline way, accuse me of plagiarizing a rant by Jerry Lewis that said much the same thing. There are more terrible female comedians than there are terrible male comedians, but there are some impressive ladies out there.
Most of them, though, when you come to review the situation, are hefty or dykey or Jewish, or some combo of the three. And the Sapphic faction may have its own reasons for wanting what I want—the sweet surrender of female laughter. While Jewish humor, boiling as it is with angst and self-deprecation, is almost masculine by definition. Probe a little deeper, though, and you will see what Nietzsche meant when he described a witticism as an epitaph on the death of a feeling.
Humor is part of the armor-plate with which to resist what is already farcical enough. Perhaps not by coincidence, battered as they are by motherfucking nature, men tend to refer to life itself as a bitch.
Whereas women, bless their tender hearts, would prefer that life be fair, and even sweet, rather than the sordid mess it actually is. Jokes about calamitous visits to the doctor or the shrink or the bathroom, or the venting of sexual frustration on furry domestic animals, are a male province.
I thought as much. Precisely because humor is a of intelligence and many women believe, or were taught by their mothers, that they become threatening to men if they appear too brightit could be that in some way men do not want women to be funny.
They want them as an audience, not as rivals. And there is a huge, brimming reservoir of male unease, which it would be too easy for women to exploit.
Men have prostate glands, hysterically enough, and these have a tendency to give out, along with their hearts and, it has to be said, their dicks. This is funny only in male company.What makes Genelia the perfect daughter-in-law? - Full Ep. 18 - Ladies Vs Gentlemen - Flipkart Video
For some reason, women do not find their own physical decay and absurdity to be so riotously amusing, which is why we admire Lucille Ball and Helen Fielding, who do see the funny side of it. But this is so rare as to be like Dr. Filth, and plenty of it. Filth in lavish, heaping quantities. So is their relish for gags about premature ejaculation.
For women, reproduction is, if not the only thing, certainly the main thing. Apart from giving them a very different attitude to filth and embarrassment, it also imbues them with the kind of seriousness and solemnity at which men can only goggle. But the Woman that God gave him, every fibre of her frame Proves her launched for one sole issue, armed and engined for the same, And to serve that single issue, lest the generations fail, The female of the species must be deadlier than the male. As Kipling continues:. She who faces Death by torture for each life beneath her breast May not deal in doubt or pity—must not swerve for fact or jest.
Men are overawed, not to say terrified, by the ability of women to produce babies. And one of the earliest origins of humor that we know about is its role in the mockery of authority. The ancient annual festivities of Saturnalia, where the slaves would play master, were a temporary release from bossdom.🔥LIVE Hot Slot Action 🔥Let’s Have Some Fun! 💋- Slot Ladies
A whole tranche of subversive male humor likewise depends on the notion that women are not really the boss, but are mere objects and victims. Kipling saw through this:. So it comes that Man, the coward, when he gathers to confer With his fellow-braves in council, dare not leave a place for her. In other words, for women the question of funniness is essentially a secondary one. They are innately aware of a higher calling that is no laughing matter. Whereas with a man you may freely say of him that he is lousy in the sack, or a bad driver, or an inefficient worker, and still wound him less deeply than you would if you accused him of being deficient in the humor department.
If I am correct about this, which I am, then the explanation for the superior funniness of men is much the same as for the inferior funniness of women. Men have to pretend, to themselves as well as to women, that they are not the servants and supplicants.
Women, cunning minxes that they are, have to affect not to be the potentates. This is the unspoken compromise. I suppose that the reasoning went: everybody does that thing the entire time, there being little else to do, but not every woman becomes pregnant. Anyway, after a certain stage women came to the conclusion that men were actually necessary, and the old form of matriarchy came to a close.
Mencken speculates that this is why the first kings ascended the throne clutching their batons or scepters as if holding on for grim death. People in this precarious position do not enjoy being laughed at, and it would not have taken women long to work out that female humor would be the most upsetting of all. Childbearing and rearing are the double root of all this, as Kipling guessed.
As every father knows, the placenta is made up of brain cells, which migrate southward during pregnancy and take the sense of humor along with them. And when the bundle is finally delivered, the funny side is not always immediately back in view. Is there anything so utterly lacking in humor as a mother discussing her new child? She is unboreable on the subject. Even the mothers of other fledglings have to drive their fingernails into their palms and wiggle their toes, just to prevent themselves from fainting dead away at the sheer tedium of it.
And as the little ones burgeon and thrive, do you find that their mothers enjoy jests at their expense?Ladies how about some fun
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