A sense of humour is an asset at any time but especially so when times are drab and dreary, colourless, hemmed in with restrictions.
At such a time, where is it possible to find something to raise a laugh, a chuckle or just a grin ?
Going back in time, one can recall the antics of Buster Keaton or the slapstick of Laurel and Hardy
(if you haven’t watched ‘Way out West’, it could prove to be a wonderful tonic or perhaps just silly).
More recently, the escapades of Peter Sellers as Inspector Clouseau, Ronnie Barker in prison or Lionel Jeffries as a hapless policeman (amongst other roles) can all succeed in lifting your spirits in these dull times (for a spell, anyway).
Thank God for people with the gift of making us laugh. They are worth their weight in gold.
The writer of Ecclesiastes observes that laughter is better than weeping (ch 7 v 3) and Jesus, talking to his disciples (Luke ch 6 v 21), tells them “Blessed are you who weep now for you shall laugh”.
Serious as life is, not just now but at any time, there is a time and place for laughter.
Consider this –
An anthropologist went to study a far-flung tropical island.
He found a guide with a canoe to take him upriver to the remote site where he would make his observations.
About noon on the second day of travel up the river they began to hear drums.
The anthropologist asked his guide, “What are those drums ?”
The guide turned to him and said, “Drums okay, but VERY BAD when they stop.”
As they travelled the drums grew louder and louder.
The anthropologist was nervous, but the guide merely repeated, “Drums okay. Drums not bad. When drums stop, then very bad!”
Then the drums suddenly stopped.
Terrified, the anthropologist yelled to the guide: “The drums stopped ! What now ?”
The guide crouched down, covered his head with his hands and said, “Guitar solo.”