I am sharing a couple of photos I have on myfacebook page; my thanks to those who originally posted them!
One side of me likes cute and inspiring; one side of me is deeply twisted and warped. Guess wich side I enjoy more viscerally? Heh Heh Heh, yup — the twisted stuff. It has kept me sane for so many years, I would like to thank my father for encouraging this side of me. From the song about Lizzie Borden and Tom Lehrer‘s “Poisoning Pidgeons in the Park” (a fellow Harvard person, so my dad really liked him) to making sure I had access to a collection of Charles Addams cartoons by the time I was 6 or 7, my dad made sure that I understood and could appreciate dark humor. Sometimes it is the only sane way to release rage, hostility, or face it, frustration at the way the world really works. If it can offend, it has some power to it, and if we can learn to have a sense of humor about what offends us we might have a little more power over our stress, or at least a coping method that is socially acceptable. Here are examples of two of the sides to my sense of humor:
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