I was watching a video on
a social media platform of a comic whose clips I ‘follow,’ and in this one, he
had the audience eating out of his hand from the moment he stepped on stage and
cracked his first joke. There were images from throughout the room of people
laughing and applauding. He was very funny.
And then when the
laughter subsided, he went ahead and told the exact same joke
again. He paused at its conclusion and there was still some laughter but
certainly not as much as the first time he told the joke.
After a slight pause, he
repeated the joke yet again, and after very little laughter, he told it again
and then again until no one in the room was laughing at all.
He smiled at the
now-uncomfortably silent audience and asked, “Since we all now know you can't
laugh about the same thing over and over again, why is it that we keep crying about
the same thing over and over again?"
I’ve lived in Norwich for
almost thirty-three years (those who’ve met me have suggested, unkindly, that
it seems a lot longer. Everyone’s a comedian), and it appears to me we
keep having the same conversations on the same topics over and over.
The part I find puzzling
is that so few of us seem aware that we keep doing this. It’s as if we have
decided that talking about a situation and doing something about it are the
same thing but with what little research I’ve done on this, I believe talking
and doing are two entirely different actions, and that’s why we have two
different gerunds.
A phrase I’ve always
loved is, ‘People prefer problems that are familiar to solutions that are not.’
I don’t think that phrase was coined in Norwich but if you look at us and how
we behave, it certainly seems that way.
Pick a topic, and since
it is budget adoption season, let’s start there.
Most of us have an
internal monologue that begins, ‘If only they would cut (insert a
department/activity/program here) they wouldn’t need to raise taxes.’ If
only we could agree on what should be reduced, and good luck with that, we’d be
correct, but one man’s ceiling is another man’s floor.
If we cannot agree among
ourselves (and we don’t very often) how can we expect the seven members of the
City Council to do so? But we’ll point the finger at them if/when our taxes
increase or there’s a decrease in the services we have like police, public
works, or teachers (and guess which finger we’ll use).
I once read (and have
forgotten the context so supply your own), “Greed is wanting the benefits of
community without contributing to it.” And that stings, or should, more than a
little bit.
We’re quick to say,
“Someone should do something,” meaning someone else, not us. For instance, I want the
Grand List to grow (of course), but I don’t want that development project in my
backyard. And I appreciate our police, but I don’t want to pay for a new police
station which they’ve needed for decades.
And so, it goes. We keep
making the same movie. The actors change, and the lines are updated, but the
plot remains the same. But it’s okay because we’re about to start talking about
what we should do. Just like we did last time.
So why isn’t anyone laughing?
-bill kenny