Comedy Can Help Recovery
Comedy Can Help Recovery
My wife and I have been watching old W.C.Fields and Charlie Chaplin movies, like Fields in “The Fatal Glass of Beer” (with the sobbing Canadian Mounted Policeman in full regalia) and Chaplin in “The Great Dictator'). I suspect that many of the younger folk these days have rarely or never heard of some of these films. Since I was born in 1927 I can never forget them. Fields, for example (reported to have been a gin lover, having complained when he took a swig out of a Thermos bottle which he had smuggled into a movie set, “Who put orange juice into my “orange juice”). Or Chaplin with his Hitler take off where, posing as “Hinkle” he fantisized about world domination and entertained Jack Oakie as Benzino Napaloni, Dictator of Bacteria, by engaging in a sphagetti fight.
Recovering alcoholics might be particularly interested in W.C. Fields “Fatal Glass of Beer”. Not only was Fields an alcoholic but he was a multitasker, compulsive and getting into trouble by trying to do too many things all at once. (See “The Dentist”). And he seemed perpetually frustrated by what might be called “the conspiracy of inanimate objects” (see his take on golfing in the “Golf Specialist”). Recovering alcoholics often learn that “Easy Does It” “One thing at a time” help a lot. He’s perpetually confused and has bypassed all serenity.
So why not get some old W.C.Fields and Chaplin movies. I know one thing, that recovering alcoholics feel increasingly happy with growing sobriety. And they laugh a lot! Alcoholism is no laughing matter but they laugh because the’re gradually getting well, finding their old selves again.
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Recovering alcoholics might be particularly interested in W.C. Fields “Fatal Glass of Beer”. Not only was Fields an alcoholic but he was a multitasker, compulsive and getting into trouble by trying to do too many things all at once. (See “The Dentist”). And he seemed perpetually frustrated by what might be called “the conspiracy of inanimate objects” (see his take on golfing in the “Golf Specialist”). Recovering alcoholics often learn that “Easy Does It” “One thing at a time” help a lot. He’s perpetually confused and has bypassed all serenity.
So why not get some old W.C.Fields and Chaplin movies. I know one thing, that recovering alcoholics feel increasingly happy with growing sobriety. And they laugh a lot! Alcoholism is no laughing matter but they laugh because the’re gradually getting well, finding their old selves again.
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Richard Pryor is funny! I was a little too young when my dad took me to see Stir Crazy but I loved it nonetheless!
I watched a Steve Martin, Martin Short show on Netflix the other night and it was awesome. Steve Martin always made me laugh.
I watched a Steve Martin, Martin Short show on Netflix the other night and it was awesome. Steve Martin always made me laugh.
P.S. Chaplin was the greatest humorist of them all. Next comes Buster Keaton. Then W.C.Fields. They don't make 'em like that anymore!
I love the laughter in AA meetings! They're happy and enjoy being good comrades in recovery!
Bill
I love the laughter in AA meetings! They're happy and enjoy being good comrades in recovery!
Bill
I used to watch the tv show named The Trailer Park Boys. The show takes place in a Canadian trailer park and the plot usually involves acquiring booze and drugs. Some characters are drunk throughout the entire show. Its quite a funny show but I don't watch it anymore since it revolves around drinking.
My grandson and I love to watch funny kitty videos on youtube. We started when he was only about 9 months old. He would laugh so hard I worried he would pop! And I would be laughing just as hard, but as much at him as the kitties. We now have our own kitten, and laugh at her.
This is a great thing to remember. Laughter is the best medicine!
I also love Monty Python.
I think I may add this to my recovery plan!
This is a great thing to remember. Laughter is the best medicine!
I also love Monty Python.
I think I may add this to my recovery plan!
Bill
My earliest memory was in 1929 when I was about two years old. I had pneumonia and they put electrically heated packs to my chest and back. These were connected to a sort of trunk underneath the bedroom window. I didn't die. I lived at least 89 more years. To the best of my knowledge I'm still alive. But I could be wrong. I get things sort of mixed up these days.
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