When life is stranger than satire
A respite from the typical weekly satirical article, responding to recent events.
This is not a satire article. I’m sorry if anyone expected satire and is now disappointed that I didn’t deliver. I’ve been trying to figure out what to write about, but everything I thought of was either too predictable, overly done, or divisive. In my mind, none of these things exemplify ‘good’ satire.
As I said above, I’ve thought a lot about this week’s column. I’m not entirely sure what I’m going to end up saying by the end, but I figured I would try to put some of my thoughts down regarding the life we’ve all experienced the past couple of weeks (and I also have an obligation to The Lorian to write an article each issue).
There’s a cute saying that goes something like, “Don’t take life too seriously – nobody gets out alive anyway!” I think that it’s cute, but I also think it’s dangerous. You might be thinking, “But Benjy, you write a satire column. You literally get paid to joke about life. Why should we listen to you about taking it seriously?” And that’s a valid thought. Some of you may read my column as an escape from the real world, and that’s perfectly good and I thank you for reading what I have to say. But you’ve missed the point of satire if that’s the end game for you.
Satire is an art form that demands critical thought and response. I don’t think I’m necessarily very good at it, but I think it’s worth pursuing because I have seen the impact it has on the world. It gets people to laugh and examine life from a perspective they may have never thought about before. It doesn’t necessarily have to equate to actual, societal change (I’m looking at you, CAB. The email fonts are still too big), but successful satire manifests a change within people.
I’ve spent hours over the past week or so reading through Facebook posts of friends, celebrities and others. Everyone is talking and everyone feels that they have it figured out. They don’t want to look at a new perspective but rather have everyone else look at theirs. Everyone is right, meaning that everyone else is wrong. But no matter what people are writing about, it somehow always finds a way to cause division.
I think, no matter what, we all look up at the same sky every night. We are all humans, each with a unique perspective on life. But regardless of what you think, I do not think the moon was so much bigger on Monday night to be declared a “Supermoon.”