There are a lot of reasons I’m ashamed to mention that I
majored in sociology, the most innocuous of which is that like someone on the
more functional end of the autism spectrum I find people’s behavior
inexplicable and fascinating. It’s not bad as reasons go, but there’s also a
lot of underwater fauna one could say the same thing about. I’m telling ya, I
coulda been a marine biologist!
One cool thing about studying sociology, though, was coming
across ethnomethodology, the study of how people go about creating the world by
how they make sense of it. Wikipedia has a densely-packed but handy quote:
“For the ethnomethodologist, participants produce the order
of social settings through their shared sense making practices. Thus, there is
an essential natural reflexivity between the activity of making sense of a
social setting and the ongoing production of that setting. . . Furthermore,
these practices (or methods) are witnessably enacted, making them available for
study.”
The main reason I’m bringing up ethnomethodology is to
introduce the idea of frame breaks and mistakes as a reason for laughter, but I
want to point out a couple of things about ethnomethodology as a theoretical
approach to understanding people.
First of all, the idea that (social) reality is
fundamentally co-created between participants in that reality. I can’t help
making a parallel to the notion of co-creation of paranormal phenomena that Greg
Bishop of Radio Misterioso often mentions.
If people are already predisposed to create reality through shared sense-making
practices, so what if one of the partners in sense-making activities is a non-human
intelligence?
Second of all, what people do to make sense of their world
and enforce the sense they have of their world on others is easily observed. They
are often quite happy to tell you the reasons that reality must be this way.
This kind of interaction- and context-rich data makes for engaging case studies
and can uncover some surprising rules governing the most basic aspects of our behavior.
For instance, laughter.
The other day I tripped and stumbled while walking in the
front door of my house. I caught myself in time and then burst into laughter.
It really was terribly funny! I had tripped, and almost fallen – what could be
funnier than that? I was still shaking with genuine laughter as I realized that
in fact it had been a rather unremarkable trip with nothing comedic about it.
Okay, I reasoned, so there was nothing in fact funny going on here; I laughed
because laughter is something that relieves the anxiety produced by having made
a mistake. If that were the case, though, why did I still laugh even though I
was by myself and didn’t have to worry about saving face in front of anyone
else? And why did I genuinely feel like the near-fall had been comedic? Was
that feeling just the result of having reflexively laughed in the first place
(attribution theory)? Could I ever trust laughter ever again?
It’s kind of a truism that laughter is what we do after
someone makes a mistake in order to recover our sense of order. People are
supposed to walk upright; falling down is a mistake. It’s a glitch in the
matrix that rips us away from our shared sense-making fantasies and shoves our
face into quite a different level of reality. Laughter helps heal that breach.
(For me, the funniest mistakes are mistakes with words. Any
misuse or repurposing of words, the more unintended the better, makes me howl
and sob with laughter. If that was my only way of dealing with anxiety, it would
feel great!)
There’s also another occasion laughter regularly arises, which
is when frame breaks occur. A frame is a set of expectations about social
interaction. Frames are co-created by participants. By way of example, one day
I was training with a fellow aikidoka. We ramped up from friendly, handshake type
training to grim intensity level where we worked out with complete silence and
concentration, doing our best to test one another. At a certain point we both
seemed to wake up suddenly and started laughing. No mistake had been made, but the
serious frame we had gotten into seemed now as absurd as it had just been so wonderful.
Laughter was the spontaneous way out, and it was heartfelt as the result of a
good exchange.
Maybe the trickster is the flip side of a mistake. If
mistakes and frame breaks can cause not just laughter but actual gut feelings
of comedy happen in people, then the Trickster is the god who makes those mistakes
and frame breaks happen; laughter personified and activated, like some kind of
supernatural yeast or charcoal. The rim shot, the bada-bing to synchronicity’s
sweetly sawing string section. If laughter is a frame-jumping mechanism that
transfers you from one meaning to another for the same situation, why shouldn’t
it be a prime mover when it comes to how humans experience the paranormal?
That’s not a rhetorical question, by the way. I know at
least one person who really felt the trickster messed her up and was not nice
at all. I’m a lot like her, except that for some reason I still think the whole
thing is very funny. However, the real impetus behind this post is this: most
of the really significant dreams I have always included at least one joke
element. On rare occasions I recognize it in the dream, but usually it’s not
apparent to me until after I wake up, have made an effort to remember the dream
and then start thinking about its meaning. I might try to post an example.
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