Earlier today, I was part of a conversation with nostr:nprofile1qy2hwumn8ghj7un9d3shjtnyv9kh2uewd9hj7qg3waehxw309ahx7um5wgh8w6twv5hsqgqmcu9qzj9n7vtd5vl78jyly037wxkyl7vcqflvwy4eqhxjfa4yzys9v0q7 & nostr:nprofile1qythwumn8ghj7un9d3shjtnwdaehgu3wvfskuep0qy2hwumn8ghj7un9d3shjtnyv9kh2uewd9hj7qpqehkvx8rdjsrwnf7kkqr8gy42vcwe6vwgqdwrl4juqccp689v8wfqar3ydl in which the word "funny" played a significant role, followed later by some memes—all related to serious stuff. It got me thinking: I genuinely do believe comedy shouldn't have restrictions and that no topic should be considered taboo. So why did it bother me so much this time?
Then I realized it's all about the right time and place. You wouldn't tell an autism joke to parents desperately trying to calm their child during a meltdown, and you shouldn't laugh in the face of someone who's just been betrayed and is experiencing deep disillusionment.
I'm not anti-humor; I'm pro-compassion. I can live with that. :-)