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SEND IN THE CLOWNS:
Some personal thoughts and commentary
By Lyle J. Rapacki, Ph.D.
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SEND IN THE CLOWNS:
Some personal thoughts and commentary
By Lyle J. Rapacki, Ph.D.
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Wednesday – July the 29th, 2015,
1030Hrs; M.S.T. (Arizona)
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Among
the many changes occurring in our country the ability and freedom to
laugh at ourselves is, and has, quickly become a victim
of a dastardly disease called “political correctness.” I personally
think it is more the “humbug” virus that seems to infect many without
regard to education or social status, political or financial standing.
The humbug virus really manifests during seasons
of joy like Thanksgiving and Christmas, but a growing body of evidence
depicts a vicious bug that lives just below the surface of our humanity
just waiting to make itself known, and without regard as to where or
when it will seize its’ next victim and lay
them low. Historically in-check by the preponderance of good will and
natural immune boosters formed from the long-standing American Spirit,
this virus has gone rabidly through the political process of our country
much like a hot knife through butter. The
virus aggressively attaches itself to a host who already has a
co-morbid factor to stir division and strife where none existed
previously, and then spread and bring acute self-doubt, pernicious low
self-esteem, inability to speak-up, pervasive weakness and
fear to others; leading to the ugly end of absence of laughter!
Where
are the clowns within our ranks who use to keep this ugly cynical
disease of political
correctness and humbug virus at bay? Where are the clowns so many of
us grew up with; the clowns who knew how to make us laugh as we saw
ourselves from the clown’s perspective of life’s conditions? What
happened to the doctors of laughter who could simply
help us feel better and more alive by their wit and comical
perspectives? These doctors of fun were able to show us the dangers of
this humbug virus all the while helping us to strengthen our immune
systems to withstand the evils of those who would prefer
to exploit weakened systems, distorting them for their own agendas of
darkness and evil; promoting the illness of cynicism leading to
perpetual group unrest and dis-ease. These physicians of humor never,
ever forced medicine down our throats that would cause
denial of truth to the condition of man; rather, they promoted a
healing protocol wrapped in laughter and good-natured humor affording us
the safe environment to look at ourselves in comparison to those in
need around us, and giving us the permission we sometimes
needed to make a difference outside our own antiseptic space. Where
are the clowns of good-natured laughter and kidding? Those specialists
of humor who delicately knew just how to unlock the best of ourselves so
we may begin to reach higher and further to
correct the ills of our society, allowing us to laugh at those very
same ills that intended to keep us isolated, morally bankrupted, and
impotent to real and significant change.
Jesus
loved parties; He loved people as He walked the earth. Jesus loved to
laugh. Terribly,
our country has forgotten both – Jesus and the gift of laughter. Look
around…are we better off having become so enlightened and politically
correct? The comedy clubs of today are not even close in comparison to
the clowns of yesteryear. Rudeness and foul
language has replaced a humor that could be telegraphed simply by
expression, no words, just a simple gesture here, and a look there.
Where are the clowns of yesteryear? Maybe they were only meant for a
season, but if that is the case…then Oh, how I miss
that season of yesteryear. Take a moment and enjoy some of the best
clowns who brought the medicine of laughter, the balm of healing from
division, and the ability to soothe broken hearts and shattered dreams.
Watch and listen as Frank Sinatra remembers
the clowns.
People everywhere still need the medicine of laughter. I pray the pernicious disease of
correctness is eradicated, and once again we can laugh at ourselves and one another without rancor or meanness of spirit.
Where are the Clowns…send in the clowns…well, maybe this year!
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