On felonius humor
tongue-in-cheek
ironic
sarcastic
slapstick
attack (think Don Rickles or Triumph, the Insult Comic Dog)
wry
broad
self-deprecating
There are probably more kinds of humor than there are cartridges. Some display well in print while others do not.
The essence of humor, all humor, is the disjoint. The contradiction between one part of a story and the rest. Examine any joke for that disjoint and it will be there. Any humor. Any laugh. (or, at least, the humor theoriticians say - yes, there ARE humor theoreticians!)
It may not be required to have a sense of humor to post here, but it helps.
I (through a misunderstanding of the requirements of membership) had my sense of humor surgically removed before joining. I still have my sense of humor, though. I keep it in my nightstand, as my wife suggests it is a good thing to have handy during sex. (Though I am not sure why.)
Unfortunately, in humans, the sense of humor is very difficult to separate from the intellect, as my surgeon found out too late. I keep it in another jar in the bottom drawer of my desk.
Sometimes, though, the complete ABSENCE of humor is hilarious on its face, or in its context. With my intellect and humor being kept in separate jars in separate rooms, sometimes I cannot tell.
On the original post's apparant advocacy to commit felonies, consider this:
Hitting someone BACK is not the same as hitting someone. Mugging someone BACK is not the same as mugging someone. But mugging someone back does not bear the same relationship to the original mugging as hitting someone back bears to the original hit. One might be justifiable self-defense. The other is a separate crime.
One would have to be a VERY enlightened being to have never experienced the urge to inappropriate retaliation (emptying a magazine into an offender or mugging your attempted mugger) just as one would have to be a very depraved individual to ACT on that urge.
It was very satisfying to read the original post and savor the imaginings of treating a mugger that way, then being able to rub it in, to boot. And therein lies the humor. The disjoint. The difference between what we would do and what we story says (imagines) we did.
Given the limitations of the English language, the rhetorical skills of many authors and the reading skills of others, I try to make absolutely clear when I am (trying to) being funny or serious. In this post, however, I am deliberately mixing the two.
Obviously, some people posting here, and some people reading here, are not clarifying the differences adequately. And therein lies more humor. Until someone gets hurt.
Play nice. It's funnier.
Lost Sheep
P.S.
To Harry, thanks for the O.P. Definitely worth the bandwidth. Don't worry about the dust-up. Raising our blood pressure is the only exercise some of us get.
To lavartus, thanks for the vocabulary. Eructations is not a word I will probably be able to remember, but it was good.
MrSardonicus, I liked your metaphor and find the serendipity of your moniker particularly savory.
P.P.S.
Now, let's get serious and talk about getting our new President and the Houses of Congress to appropriate funds and declare a national interest in curing that debillitating disease, Hoplophobia.
See the disjoint?