Sympathetic magic is one of the oldest forms of ritualistic magic known to man. Ancient humans would paint cave walls with depictions of successful hunts in the belief that images alone would give them their hunters an advantage. Voodoo dolls are part of a long human tradition dating all the way back to our beginnings.
I think dissecting comedy is sort of a sin, because finding the funny is sort of the last great mystery in human communication. We can build robots to play chess or compose symphonies, but it takes a human mind to find the funny. Sort of the last stand of the authentic human mind.
But this joke speaks to something both authentically human and also to something in the realm of the machines. This is a joke about the human desire to extend our reach toward those we love. This is a joke about the same deep human need to connect that created the Internet and the iPhone. This is a joke about reaching out into the void and finding something there that responds to our frailty and our hearts' need to love.
Wouldn't it be nice if we could bridge the gap of physical distance without degrading the intimacy of our affections? Wouldn't it be wonderful to love and to be loved separate entirely from our ability to physically exist in proximity?
This is a joke about a deep human desire. This is the same desire that created the notion of an afterlife. How are we, as frail mortals tied to physical bodies, to interact with the transcendent nature of connection and love? I don't think we can.
Tonches on October 22nd, 2017 at 01:42 UTC »
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MaximumEffort433 on October 22nd, 2017 at 04:38 UTC »
Sympathetic magic is one of the oldest forms of ritualistic magic known to man. Ancient humans would paint cave walls with depictions of successful hunts in the belief that images alone would give them their hunters an advantage. Voodoo dolls are part of a long human tradition dating all the way back to our beginnings.
alexiswifehasadong on October 22nd, 2017 at 05:40 UTC »
I think dissecting comedy is sort of a sin, because finding the funny is sort of the last great mystery in human communication. We can build robots to play chess or compose symphonies, but it takes a human mind to find the funny. Sort of the last stand of the authentic human mind.
But this joke speaks to something both authentically human and also to something in the realm of the machines. This is a joke about the human desire to extend our reach toward those we love. This is a joke about the same deep human need to connect that created the Internet and the iPhone. This is a joke about reaching out into the void and finding something there that responds to our frailty and our hearts' need to love.
Wouldn't it be nice if we could bridge the gap of physical distance without degrading the intimacy of our affections? Wouldn't it be wonderful to love and to be loved separate entirely from our ability to physically exist in proximity?
This is a joke about a deep human desire. This is the same desire that created the notion of an afterlife. How are we, as frail mortals tied to physical bodies, to interact with the transcendent nature of connection and love? I don't think we can.