LAUGHTER

Laughter -- can a monopoly be run on Laughter? I say yes: it can and it will, for it has, and will always be so long as the world is flat. Laughter is, in these days and in days passed, a dual-coated object. On one layer, it is an honest expression of the ultra-humanic entity, the humor of the humanic possession. On the other layer is a systematic whoring mechanism, an idea of ideologies of complex ulturior motives that generally coincide at the point of exploitation of the emotion as an effective tool of social navigation and, dear I say, manipulation, so far as society and its navigables herin and therin lie. Caulfield -- perhaps he was onto something with his idea of 'phonies' and conformists. Perhaps Caulfied went crazy at the end of Catcher because he had finally succumbed to the cataclismic perceptions and ideas of the masses, or the 'mass', as brainless and puddy-like as it may be. Perhaps Caulfield was meant to soar to greater heights, if only the flatness of this planet had not thrust him down for the last and final count, and the flames of his atmospheric entrance had not sewn shut his optics. Only Almighty entities of inhuman reason will truly ever know, and so will their prophets once again be born, once their ears are kissed open.