The
only way I can aptly describe Maira Kalman’s humor in The Principles of Uncertainty is overwhelmingly
existentialist. As the paradoxical
title may suggest, this is a book about navigating a life and world of
inconsistency and incongruity.
What I found to be distinctive about this book was that Kalman’s humor
needed no target, except perhaps the variable and sometimes unfair nature of
life itself. Kalman illustrates
(both figuratively and literally) how funny our little daily rituals are in the
big picture of things. The
stream-of-consciousness that is transcribed here is clearly very intelligent as
well as simultaneously naively optimistic and hopelessly jaded.
Within this humor is mixed a sort of dread that I
don’t think we’ve seen from any previous authors; Kalman ask rhetorical
questions that had me personally reevaluating my entire existence. One passage which really made me pause
for a moment was when she asked, “What can I tell you? The realization that we
are all (you, me) going to die and the attending disbelief—isn’t that the
central premise of everything” [46]?
These are thoughts we’ve all had, but not ones we necessarily discuss
very often because of their immobilizing gravity. Kalman continues on to say she looks for ‘meaningful distraction’
to occupy her thoughts and time.
This concept of ‘meaningful distraction,’ seems to be yet another
paradox; if it is something that distracts from the truth of a transient situation,
how can it be meaningful? In this
response, she suggests that the only way to cope with the eventual futility of
life is to amuse oneself in some manner—this diversion could be through art,
literature, even just sitting and eating.
In many ways, this book made me recontextualize
the functions of humor that we have discussed in class. Although Kalman clearly does utilize
humor and a sense of lightheartedness in Principles
in order to broach subjects that would otherwise be difficult to discuss,
these subjects and circumstances are not ones she desires to change (or even
has the ability to change). We
have observed a similar sense of defeatism in certain authors (Voltaire comes
to mind), but most of their work focuses on social inequities. Kalman, in contrast, takes on the
subject of the great and terrible human experience itself. There is an almost philosophical musing
in her work that supersedes the iterations of the banes of humanity and instead
gets to the heart of the flaws themselves.
I’ve mentioned this in a previous blog post, but
Kalman’s book reminded me again of my own personal uncertainty about the
future. It’s an interesting point
to reach in your life when you realize that there isn’t this great defining
moment of ‘adulthood,’ when you think your whole existence falls into place. Life isn’t a series of steps (or
principles) that should be followed in order to reach some ultimate goal of
self-realization, but instead an experimental process. Little activities or distractions may
seem meaningless in comparison to large life events, but in reality, they construct
much of our experience. Kalman
counters the idea that life can ever really be explained in a way that is
unthreatening for readers because of the way it is presented to them (both
visually and tonally). A specific
section that I found especially poignant comes to mind, when she says:
“We could speak about the meaning of life
vis-à-vis non-consequential/deontological theories, apodictic transformation
schemata, the incoherence of exemplification, metaphysical realism, Cartesian
interactive dualism, revised non reductive dualism, postmodernist grammatology
and dicey dichotomies. But we
would still be left with Nietzsche’s preposterous mustache…” [133].
I
thought this was great and indicative of Kalman’s style in the way that it
sweepingly dismissed all the great intellectual theories of our existence with
a quip about some facial hair. She
seems to challenge our measure or scale of significance by paralleling the lofty
ideas with such an amusing concrete image, as her writing also does with the
accompanying pictures.
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