(the masculine, rowdy, well-groomed comedian makes a fat joke at the roast competition, pointing up at the sky) this is the problem with Roasting. caught up in idealism like any other art form, but rather than elevating the collective consciousness it worships the masochist's too-abstract lemma that all pain is true (the feminine, soft-spoken, wild-eyed comedienne responds with an original joke about her opponent's dull wit and worship of circlejerked cliches, pointing down at the ground) hahaha holy shit dude the roast is the celebration of our collective ability to identify and transmit material truth via rhetoric
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in reply to @bigstuffedcat's post:
The "pain is real and substantial, joy is fake and ephemeral" attitude is always something that's confused me. Feels like you should have to pick one
yeah it would be a wild coincidence if either "the things we evolved to seek out more of" or "the things we evolved to avoid unless necessary" were all ephemeral or all substantial