What’s So Funny About Mental Illness?

What’s So Funny About Mental Illness?
Rudy Wax
Also, Joshua Walters
On Being Just Crazy Enough
TED Talks
Stand Up Routine, I Joke…
by Jennifer Kiley
Posted 01.20.13

I had planned for tonight to be a continuation of the comedy of Bill Hicks but maybe he should be metered out in small doses. Alienating some of those who might not particuarly fancy his humour, I would rather not do all at one time, just in short blasts. The real reason, though, he is not on the menu tonight is, I have been having a crappy evening and night with my computer. First it crashes and I lose the material I was writing for the rest of my post for tonight on what makes people laugh. I was finally in the zone. Black out. Screen goes dead. Surprise, it come back on with a short message and tells me or assures me that everything is alright. Not even close.

The next event is a black out followed with the screen looking like some very young children took paint brushes with the ugliest of white and streaky black paint and smushed it all over my computer screen. And then there it is, the proverbial bad news blue screen with all the computer lettering telling you that they are dumping files and to tell you honestly, I have never been able to steady myself enough to read the whole F**king message. Who does? Your computer is fucking up again. Just one more time for the road.

It was like that for awhile as I stared at it. Expecting what I do not know. Finally, I pulled the plug. Well, not the plug actually, I just held my index finger down on the power button until that f**king screen went to fade black. All systems down. I waited. What was I going to do? I had just written or I was writing some pretty good material that I had been thinking about for several days and after doing research and listening to videos and paying close attention to laughing from a curious perspective of more the observer then the participater. Damned if I didn’t turn that laptop back on for some more punishment. This time however I wasn’t laughing. I was going into a bipolar depression. The computer had eaten everything I wrote. Word did not auto-save a damn thing except the instructions for a haiku i had already written and put into a post. So I sat there and tried to figure out what to do. I sure as hell was not going to put myself through trying to resurrect what i had just written. It was gone. Flew away. My mind was not in that place any longer.

I just wandered around on the internet looking for something to shake me up. Something to feed me some inspiration. I knew in the back of my mind I had something but I wasn’t sure I was prepared or ready to use it. Finally, I decided, why the fuck not. The message was a good one and it was really funny. So I listened. It made me laugh. Not a subject most people would feel comfortable as something to laugh at. It’s like when we laughed the first time, at the Emmy’s that Ellen Degeneres hosted just after 9/11. I’m not saying it is that extreme. But we could finally laugh together. I am going to play the TED Talk: “What’s So Funny About Mental Illness?” as performed by Ruby Wax. I’m bipolar and a lot of other quite mentally interesting but sometimes brilliant and sometimes fucking crazy off the wall pissed off at the world and have no idea what the fuck it is I am so angry about kind of moments. But I am not one of those mentally crazies that the news is getting all fucked up about themselves. They really need to chill already. They are way too intense about everything and freaking the hell out of people. When they were talking about the President’s Inaguaration, they sounded like the ebola virus was going to hit Washington, DC and wipe out half the population like the case in Outreach. Get a grip, it’s only people occasionally sneezing and feeling a bit fluish. Just give them some Jewish chicken soap and send them home after the President is finished. Everyone will really be alright. Unless the hand of death already tapped you on the shoulder. No one can help you then .

So back quickly to my computer. I set up this video about laughing at Mental Illness and no sooner had I done that, yes, you guessed it. My computer crashed again. This time, the final time. I had it. Call the computer company and demand a brand new computer. I did just that and went on with the speaker phone on and ranted how this computer I bought less than a year again had crashed so many times that it made me lose a screenplay I’d been working on for months and that HP had probably cost me a 6 digit figure amount that was gone. Totally blown. My partner told me to stop scaring the shit out of the poor worker on the other end of the phone. I just wanted a new computer that worked. I supported their company. I told him I have been buying computers since 1984. And when Hp came into business that is who we bought our computers from.

Oh, but I did settle down. He said he would fix my computer and he sold me a new warranty. Someone from that company has been trying to do that since this particular computer has been screwing around with me. So for about 2 to 3 hours I wasted the evening working on fixing my computer with this workers help. I got a one year warranty so if I don’t smash my computer on something hard if I am angry or spill my milkshake into the keyboard then they will fix it free for a year and if it breaks for other reasons I get a whole new computer for just over one hundred and a quarter dollars. The price of the warranty. I fought it off, but I just couldn’t pull out one more no, I do not want a new warranty. They wore me down. Totally freaked out my partner so much that she had to rush out of the room saying something like, “I don’t want to know about it. Go ahead.” She gave up fighting it too.

My partner reminded me that I am a menace when it comes to gadgets. I have this telekenetic energy thing that when I get in a certain energized state, it can be a good state, but things around me that are plugged in or battery powered start to go weird and begin to do things they are not programmed to do. My computer acts like it is possessed half of the time. So does my walkman and my tablet and the DVR, you don’t want to know. We have gone through in one year, easily over 10 replaced DVRs and hundreds of phone calls to Comcast. I have some great talks with the people who work there. They probably have a larger file on me than the FBI. Please don’t get me going in that direction. I can tell you so many things about conspiracies but…

So without further stalls, listen, laugh, enjoy, be enlightened, remember don’t stigmatize-realize we are all people too. This is a very funny and honest lady. I really thing you will find out just what makes people laugh. jk the secret keeper

“Diseases of the body garner sympathy,” says comedian Ruby Wax “– except those of the brain. Why is that?” With dazzling energy and humor, Wax, diagnosed a decade ago with clinical depression, urges us to put an end to the stigma of mental illness.

I decided to add Joshua Walters whose TED Talk was just so inspirational that I felt he was a great balance with Ruby Wax. He’s enlightening and makes the word “crazy” not sound like such a negative reality. But it all depends on how one looks at it.

Ruby Wax-What’s So Funny About Mental Illness
Published on Oct 10, 2012

Joshua Walters-On Being Just Crazy Enough

5 thoughts on “What’s So Funny About Mental Illness?

  1. “There is a particular kind of pain, elation, loneliness, and terror involved in this kind of madness. When you’re high it’s tremendous. The ideas and feelings are fast and frequent like shooting stars, and you follow them until you find better and brighter ones. Shyness goes, the right words and gestures are suddenly there, the power to captivate others a felt certainty. There are interests found in uninteresting people. Sensuality is pervasive and the desire to seduce and be seduced irresistible. Feelings of ease, intensity, power, well-being, financial omnipotence, and euphoria pervade one’s marrow. But, somewhere, this changes. The fast ideas are far too fast, and there are far too many; overwhelming confusion replaces clarity. Memory goes. Humor and absorption on friends’ faces are replaced by fear and concern. Everything previously moving with the grain is now against– you are irritable, angry, frightened, uncontrollable, and enmeshed totally in the blackest caves of the mind. You never knew those caves were there. It will never end, for madness carves its own reality.” ― Kay Redfield Jamison, An Unquiet Mind: A Memoir of Moods and Madness


    • Actually, I thought it was but last night it threatened to crash 3 times, 2 of those within less than a minute of the other. I just pushed through. Wanted to create my posts first. Need to call HP today. Good to see you. I came upon our first interaction on the secret keeper. We had quite the back and forth for a few weeks on the same post. All good. Thank you. What a wonderful introduction. a.l. jk


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