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Writer's pictureDru Morrison

Humour and Culture.

Where I live, from the end of March to the end of May, you might get a week's worth of sun spread out across those months. It's not much fun, but luckily for me I like taking walks in the rain (never had a piña colada before though). The past few days have been good though, with little moments of clouding over and some rain. However, today has been beautiful.


When walking with my two dogs, I came across a neighbour and after exchanging some nods and smirks, he said "What's that big white thing in the sky? I don't think I've ever seen it before!". It took me a while to catch on because I typically associate the sun with the colour yellow, this man taking on a more literal description of the big ol' ball of heat. I eventually laughed and said "I think it's called the sun," to which he replied, "oh, that's what it is!"


I feel like there's a lot going on here. First of all, sarcasm, though typically associated with people with some kind of previous relationship, is still functional in this case. But with what is it working with? It's hard for me not to immediately think of culture.


Where does humour work in social systems? Could humour be a social system? It has history, it's repetitive, yet consistently changing, and even has a coded question that everyone has an answer to, yet doesn't have a definitive answer: is it funny?


I've gotten finished with a lot of yard work while baking in the sun, so reserve me some slack if I'm completely off base here.

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