To exist in a madding world swimming in dysfunction and a list of human failings too long to mention (and those are our species rosier aspects), one must possess a sense of humor, an appreciation for irony, and the wisdom to recognize each as a gift. A bonus would be having a life mate also armed with the capacity to see reconciliations as blessings.
If we cannot laugh at ourselves, our shortcomings (everyone owns more than they admit) and calamities caused by misjudgments won’t just present as momentary lapses but sources of misery. Those without an appreciation for irony tend to make others around them miserable. Those deprived of both a sense of humor and fondness for irony are impoverished and thus insufferable. Liken humor and irony to Dick Whittington’s cat: if you sell it, the rats and mice will come for you. Moreover, most of us won’t lead a life similar to Jane Goodall. We’re stuck with each other; so, it’s best we live, learn, and laugh. Happy Sunday!
Michael's Corner 
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