Intoxication is a good example. People find humor in watching a drunkard wobble around a room after taking too many shots of tequila. But if you think about it, this scenario is not really a laughing matter; I mean, the drunkard's life is in danger, and his/her life could be lost in a finger snap.
Of course, no one wants to be a killjoy and point out such a hazard. Then it's just best to brush the matter aside by laughing at it.
I often find myself reacting like this. It kills me inside, though, because I know what I'm doing is completely inhumane. If I really cared for that drunkard, I would warn him of his/her recklessness, and that he needs to change his/her ways before something terrible happens.
But I don't want to be the killjoy of the crowd.
One day, I hope I'll have the strength to disregard my outer image and say what my heart has been screaming at me for all these years.
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