Even my best friends do a phony BA-DUM-DUMP drumroll sound and ooze their disdain from every pore when I say something punny. Is it just me? I've known some homicidal punners who are serial butchers of promising puns. At least my puns are CPR worthy.
One observation I have about devoted punsters: we love it when people cringe at a pun. My target is the vocalized cringe; then I know I've really delivered the goods. When I hear a person emit a sound that might be confused with actual physical pain, I know I'm in the right neighborhood.
How did puns gets such a bad rap? T-shirt vendors would be out of business without the benefit of pundom; can't we have a smidge of appreciation for the artform?
So, I googled the topic: What's so wrong with puns?
This is where I get in trouble. My hope was that someone, somewhere, out in the vastness of the universe (i.e., internet) had written a thoughtful commentary that might touch on something I hadn't thought of - thus leading to my two cents, and the fluently evoked favorite puns of today and yesterday. Once I start typing a post, I'm determined not to jump off the train of thought.
Okay, I have to sidetrack for a minute. Though I google many things (because I'm an American, dang it), I rarely google for the opinions of others. First and foremost, I fear that I will think something is an original thought, when actually it is something that I just browsed. Accidental, subliminal plagiarism. That would be horrific for me. Realizing that there's a lot of truth to the saying, "there's nothing new under the sun," every effort is made to be 100% Cherdo brain flotsam.
All I can say is WOW, Google - and there's a lot of people who have way more time on their hands than yours truly. Page after page of bad puns, good puns, reruns of terrible puns and overused puns appeared. Every favorite pun in my list jumped out at me. Assessing the situation, it occurred to me that possibly the very first humor webpage was about puns, though I can't prove it because I don't have the time to research all of the 4,600,000 hits.
So, what's the answer? What is so wrong with puns? No originality remains, punwise, it would appear. Maybe it's time to re-think my pun devotion. But, not just me - for everyone. Until we can inject some new life or originality into punning, it might be time to move on and say good bye to such gems as "when chemists die, they barium" and "Dijon-vu; the same old mustard as before."
A sad day for punsters...who can't draw!
Whew, I'm back!