People are the most diverse and interesting species that I have encountered to date. As the title of this article suggests, I will be looking into the different types of humor that people possess, and how it molds them into the people they are.
People have varying types of humor. Some people like extreme humor, such as jokes revolving around unacceptable topics such as racism, others prefer a more acceptable (and in my opinion more humorous) situational humor. Allow me to present an example of this. Earlier this week, my friends and I went to a local pool bar that we often frequent. During the 2 hours of pool playing that ensued, one of my friends had left a pool cue idly balanced against the pool table. Another member of our group lent down to pick something up and it just so happened that the cue slipped and hit him on the head. This provoked a very favorable and joyous reaction from all other members of the group. Personally, this has to be my favorite type of humor.
Other people (generally with a higher opinion of themselves I find) simply find certain things funny because they happened to say them. Go into any given pub, and I guarantee that there will be one of these individuals there. They will simply state the obvious about any given topic, and then proceed to laugh louder than anyone else about it. The content will almost certainly also involve expletives. I will go so far as to give an example of this. The individual in question would say (for example purposes) on the topic of any given football player ‘yeah, but he’s still s***!’ and then laugh on a maniacal level about it.
While I may not always agree or understand other peoples sense of humor, that’s part of the beauty of life. We are all different, and this is what gives life its edge, its fun, its uncertainty. All the things that keep us on our toes, the variables. Until next time.
One of the biggest challenges faced by any and all youngsters today is the almost overwhelming prospect of failure. From the word go, the modern child’s life is a production line of tests, examinations, and assessments. While many people who are either currently in or verging on middle age might argue that ‘it was tougher in my day’, I am not disputing that. I am however, pointing out the challenges that I faced as youngster, and still technically do face.
As soon as you reach the age of 14, all British children start being faced with the prospect of GCSE’s. These are the first level of major educational qualifications. This is a daunting prospect, but all manage to overcome it one way or another. As soon as you feel the relief of passing the exams and start to unwind, you are faced almost instantly with the prospect of more exams. The dreaded AS and A levels. More tests, more assessments. It sometimes feels as if this system is trying to make you fail, so they can weed out the academically intelligent from those who are not. This is pure prejudice towards those who can afford a better education. And even those who can are not somehow magically exempt from the challenge of exams in the first place. Finally, when you have been through the grind of 2 more years of exams, you can apply to university. This in itself, is a nerve-racking process. Will you get in to your first choice of university? Will you get in at all? If you don’t what will you do? These are all questions that race through the mind of the applicant.
Assuming that you do get into a university, you are then faced with a more relaxing, less high pressure version of the same thing. More exams with the intention of weeding out those who can from those who can’t. This is the predicament that I currently find myself in. Hopefully, by the end of it all, I will have passed all tests presented to me, have attained my degree, and be settled in a (relatively) stable job. Do I believe that I can achieve this? Absolutely. Do I also believe that failure is a very present reality unless I work hard? Yes I do. If all happens as planned, then, and only then, will I exhale. Until next time.
Throughout every human beings life, they will undoubtedly encounter a wide range of emotional states of varying severity. This will include highs and lows, the highs are easy enough to handle, provided that the individual in question does not get too carried away with it. The lows, however, can at times be hugely difficult to overcome.
This does not mean that men are allowed to cry over pathetic rubbish such as not being a successful singer. Yes, I refer to the many thousands of applicants to popular television talent shows, with stars in their eyes and over exaggerated dreams. I fully support their attempts to follow these dreams, but think that they should do so with a mature and realistic state of mind. If these dreams are dashed, tarnished or ruined in any way, find a way around it, or pursue another line of work in life. Do not humiliate yourself on terrestrial television, suck up the failure, and move on in a proactive state of mind. Seeing grown man cry because he couldn’t sing a certain song well enough. Allow me to put things in perspective. There are soldiers on the front line of Afghanistan, risking their lives every single day. That requires an unimaginable amount of bravery, courage, discipline and down to earth thinking. These men are very special people, what they go through will obviously result in emotions running very high. However you will see far less tears shed in any military documentary series than in one episode of a talent show.
If the soldiers are not crying, you do not have the right either, simply because you’ve been sent home from some talent show. I once heard one gentleman say on the topic ‘men should not cry unless they get impaled on a railing’. This is slightly extreme, even for me, however I understand the man’s logic. As usual, I understand that complaining without alternative suggestions yields no reward. So, my suggestion is, as usual, quite tough. 6 months in prison for all male applicants who cry on talent shows. I guarantee that crying on TV will go down 99%. Until next time.
Fashion is a staple part of western society. We see it every day at home, in public, at work…in fact its almost impossible to avoid. As we reach the physical prime of our lives, fashion and all that surrounds it is at an all time high on our personal scale of importance. Speaking from current first hand experience of this stage in life (21 years of age), I can say that my personal desire to appear physically attractive is at an all time high. This can be achieved largely through the use of fashion, although there are many potential pitfalls and blunders in the complex and oh-so-competitive world of fashion.
When I speak of fashion, I am personally referring to exclusively male fashion. This alone, when given even the smallest amount of thought, can be complex enough for any person. I dread to think what nightmare women must go through when faced with the same challenge. Western society has also managed to develop subcultures that people can identify with in order to, I presume, have a sense of belonging, and to express themselves through sub-communication. These groups have larger following in different parts of the world. For example, I recently returned for a vacation in Los Angeles, where I found there to be an exceptionally large ‘hipster’ following. In New York, which I visited 4 years ago, I found there to be a much more ‘preppy’ trend of fashion. Personally, I believe that I would fall into the ‘preppy’ category myself. What is ‘preppy’? It consists of polo shirts, jeans, chinos (of varying and interesting colors such as red, green etc) and in the winter a range of fashionable coats. Whereas hipster would consist more of knitwear jumpers, the obligatory long hair, and plimsoll shoes.
However fashion can also have its downfalls, in that people can be categorized, and subsequently judged, by which of these groups they fall into. While this will not put any significant strain on any two peoples relationship, it is nonetheless a very much existent factor. And since you do not get a chance to make a second first impression, this once again brings to light the importance of fashion to some people. Until next time.
The problem I wish to address today is our government. Now I am not going to be on of those people who sits and types a load of anti government crap on the internet simply because he can. Before I make any suggestions of a ‘new’ government, would like to say that the government we have now is, in comparison to some others, very good indeed.
However, I often feel that we are far too lenient on the topic of law enforcement and prisoners rights. Prisoners are prisoners for a reason, they don’t deserve any rights. Those individuals waived they’re right to any rights when they made the conscious decision to partake in the crime they were convicted of. If I was given control of the prison system, there would be no television, and there would be only 1 hour in the exercise yard a day, and all prisoners would be thrown in a big pit together where there would be no real monitoring system, apart to ensure that they would not get out.
This brings me on to the wider topic of law enforcement. There are far too many laws surrounding the topic of prisoner rights. Police have to ask the suspect politely to put down the weapon (if they have one) and then wrestle them to the ground, risking they’re own safety in the process. I believe that police should be allowed to carry firearms in the UK, and allowed to use them at their discretion.
If I was in a position of power, I would also form my elite unit of law enforcement units, called the PPA (People’s Protection Army). These units would wear all black with balaclavas and carry military grade weapons, driving around in armored SUV’s, having complete freedom to stop and search, arrest, and if necessary, kill anyone they encounter. These would not be any ordinary men. They would be made up of people who have left the special forces, or failed the selection test. An example of an on the spot punishment for an individual seen, say, selling drugs, would be to hoof him in the balls as hard as the officer could, unless he is a repeat offeder, in which case he would be shot. This would also free up space in the prisons. Crime would become non-existent in the areas where they were applied, however these would only be areas of very high crime. This would end all types of crime, or bring them down a least 75%. Guaranteed. If any one you think this is extreme, then once again I say that I think that we live in a very extreme society, and that unfortunately we are at the stage where we must fight fire with fire. Some will say that this is completely unnecessary, and that this method is far too extreme. Tell that to victims of crime! Until next time.
I have recently been attending a lot of freshers events at my university. This obviously results in a lot of nights out, and thus, inevitably, interaction with a lot of doormen or ‘bouncers’. Now while I rant about this, I feel the need to point out that there are many bouncers out there who do their job properly, and are not douchebags in any way sense or form. There are, however, many other bouncers who are deserving of the classification of ‘douchebag’.
Just yesterday in fact, my friend and I went to a bar that we frequent on a regular basis, and know the doorman by face, but not by name. I was wearing brown loafers, which apparently pass the test to gain entry to this classy establishment. My friend was wearing plimsolls, which apparently do not pass the test. He has worn those specific shoes there before, and thus the only conclusion I can come to is that this bouncer was yes, you guessed it, a douchebag.
This is only one of the many ways in which bouncers can get you. They also seem to have an insatiable love for violence, which I for one cannot understand. Violence comes with the job of course, but they seem to jump to the conclusion that it is instantly necessary in all situations to an excessive level. Personally if I was a bouncer, the objective would be to remove the perpetrator from the bar/nightclub thus eliminating the element of threat from the situation. Not to mash any given persons head into a paste. I have only one conclusion to come to as a result of all this information, that bouncers have confidence issues. They feel the need to take out all of their shortcomings on the everyday public (preferably someone who is smaller than them, no one likes a challenge), thus somehow boosting their starved ego and feeding their already low self worth. This needs to be addressed head on. Free government funded psychological counselling for all bouncers, together we can make the streets a safer place. Until next time.
There is a certain type of individual who feels the need to abuse illegal substances. They’re reasons for this are almost always flimsy and complete rubbish. A lot will tell you ‘marijuana causes less deaths every year than cigarettes and alcohol’, and while this may be true (I have no idea whether it is or not), it does not change the simple fact that cigarettes and alcohol are legal to people above a certain age, drugs are not.
If your life is at the point where you need illegal drugs to get highs, then you have hit an all time low. Seek help beyond your local drug dealer. Start a new hobby, read a book, make a drastic lifestyle change if you have to, but do not try to spice up your life with anything that is illegal. It will be detrimental to your mental and physical health, and while I have never and will never abuse any illegal substance of any kind, it drives me mad to hear people try and justify drug use. I’m not sure what the current jail time is for drug abuse depending on where you live, but if I was in charge, it would be 10 years minimum on all illegal substances. For drug dealers, I would consider life in prison, or if the situation was repeatedly severe, the death penalty may be re-instated. Extreme? You betcha. Do hard crime? Do hard time. Drugs are illegal, they are illegal for a reason. You are not better than the system, so stop trying to be different, get a job, pay taxes, and fit into society. Until next time.