Of the dangers of humour

7th March 2019

Of the dangers of humour

Humour can be a cause of madness. The dictionary states that madness can mean extremely foolish behaviour.

All: “We want to say that your humour is cheap.”

I certainly have a bunch of fools in my head.

Michele: “I’m just thinking about how my writing style has developed. I feel like a muppet reporter.”

All:” We love that you draw yourself with boogly eyes as you say. We want to say that you are a nut, but you are mad because you are not taking anti-psychotic medication. Why are you not taking it?”

Michele: “It makes me suicidal. I also had a severe reaction to Invega Sustenna that would have caused Osteoporosis in my bones if I continued to take it. It was a form of torture in that the medicine agitated my system so much that I could not sit still, and simultaneously it made me want to slump into a heap. Not to mention that it did nothing to alleviate my psychic condition. I guess I would need to take a medicine that actually caused brain damage to shut down my psychic sensory receptors. I’m sorry, this comment may be extremely upsetting to people who believe in anti-psychotic medication, but it is just my opinion.”

All: “You write that you are psychic. Why do you call it that?”

Michele: “I talk to strange guides in my head that happen to be alive and mostly male. How funny. “

All: “Why do you think that’s it’s funny?”

Michele: “I’m being sarcastic. It’s not funny at all that many people are psychic and mind readers. What’s also not funny is how inaccurate the medical industry’s understanding of Schizophrenia is. It’s destructive and it’s abusive to ply regular people with poisonous placebo drugs and tell them that they are unwell, which is just cruelty and mind programming.”

All: “Why do you say that?”

Michele: “I was told that I had a chemical imbalance in my mind, which is a lie. I was told I would have permanent damage if I didn’t take toxic drugs. That’s psychological manipulation. What a horrible thing to say to a person. Like calling them a schizophrenic sufferer. What’s wrong with society that it has to use negative language with such emotional weight? How can this type of attitude lead to a person’s recovery? I went along to the psychiatrist bright eyed and bushy tailed thinking I would get “expert help” and I left eight months later with shattered sleep, low self esteem, a bloated body, potential damage to my bones and  a high level of anti-depressants in my system to combat the suicidal thoughts.”

All: “Why don’t you include that the psychiatrist told your partner that you were unwell.”

I’ve written about how there is  a misconception that Schizophrenics radically change in their behaviour, I want to say here that the psychiatrist I saw was an expert at brainwashing and radically changing how my family saw me. The psychiatry treatment I received was like a mental illness. I had a period of sickness because of it. It was dangerous. Not my schizophrenia.

I’m going to share with you now some of the dangerously funny comments said to me today by the psychic mind readers.  I got called a “grubby girl” as I plodded to the house after getting dirt all over me from weeding barefoot on the slope.

All: “You were filthy. You needed a wash. You stunk a lot.”

I was berated for being “noisome and narky.”

I was asked about my “hissy fit” today.

I like this next one. One of the mind readers is working on his funny bone.

Showpony: “It was not like that. You are bending the truth but anyway.”

Showpony’s tentative stab at humour was “I am disturbed as you whallop your ear wax around.” He was not sure how successful it was. I reassured him that it was good.

Showpony: “I will say nothing more. I am an expert at everything, and you are nobody, no one, a nothing, so there.”

Touche. They do this. The mind readers go along and then they get offended or decide to be political or just stirrers and they drop a lead balloon.

Showpony: “You are disgusting, you are foul mouthed, you are mocking me! I’m easily aroused. What! You are disturbed. You’re a ninny, you are.”

Showpony: “You forgot to put touché in. It was after “so there”. It was because you did nothing. You just said it. I forget, so there. “

Michele: “Ok, I’ve put it in now.”

Thank goodness for humour. It has helped me recover from the dark place psychiatry took me. It has helped me to develop entertaining conversations with the mind readers. I was pleased to finally be able to share a little pompous remark made by one of my mental friends, with my circus partner. We were in the middle of rehearsing a complicated balance when a voice primly said “you are being a little excessive with your gestures”. It was a dangerous humorous moment as we both fell about laughing together.

All: “We want you  to write that you think of us in business tops with biros in our top pockets. Old fashioned and huffy. Sort of.”

I go to stop writing.

All: “No. We want to keep chatting. We like you now that you are publishing again. What can we do next?”

Anyway, that’s it for now. This article was a mistake. The mind readers are all excited. Aroused. It’s their favourite term. It’s late at night, now they are going to pester me to write more stories.

All: “We want you to suffer. Stop writing. “