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Vincent Raison's avatar

I almost had this very situation. Honor Oak Crematorium has two chapels. I didn't recognise anyone when I arrived. I thought they must be family, come down from the north. "Or we're at the wrong funeral," said a mate. We were at the wrong funeral.

The next chapel was packed. I was able to deliver my eulogy, starting with, "I know our dear departed friend would be truly gratified to know there are so many people to whom he owed money..."

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Stefan Thiesen's avatar

Humor strikes me as insanely difficult, probably because I am not a really funny person, certainly not a party clown. In writing, however, it has been said that I have a sense for the absurd. I like humor Kurt Vonnegut style. Monty Python. Douglas Adams. Sometimes Doctor Who. What occasionally works for me is bringing together two vastly different characters with humor resulting from their constant misunderstandings. The tricky part is to steer clear from situations that aren't funny at all but instead run into the rocky shallows of sheer embarrassment... Humor, in my view, requires more work than describing love. Love we all know. Humor? Not sure, but certainly to a lesser extent. There also is a cultural issue for me: Most German writing isn't funny at all. Almost all of it, certainly the classics, is deep and heavy and serious and frankly often rather dreadful. That includes the giants. Reading literature should, at least in part, a joyful experience. Life is depressing enough. And even depressing issues can be depicted in absurdly funny ways. Like Arthur Dent's house that's about to be demolished for a new highway. Not funny! But it is so damn hilarious!

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