I have one rule about jokes. Don’t be mean. It’s simple really. And in my little world, after you clear the Don’t Be Mean hurdle, all else goes. In all my touchy feely posts about kindness and happiness and being nice, I have rarely talked about humor. Humor is our elixir. It is our panacea. Imagine your life without it. Ugh.
Better writers and philosophers have mused on the necessity, the beauty, the subtlety, the noise, the dizzying, ice cracking, euphoric, quaking nature of humor. Humor has saved and transformed people.
I want to talk about this guy: JP Porcaro. The library world has gone a little bit wacky over this guy. I wouldn’t call the reaction to this Mover & Shaker to be monumental…but, there is a low buzz of both disapproval and support.
In some ways, the library community is just a big, sometimes dysfunctional family. JP is the fun Uncle. There’s usually a creepy Uncle and the relatives who are always sticking their heads into the den and yelling, “C’mon kids, quit rough housing.” No one wants to go to family functions when the fun Uncle isn’t going to be there. The family needs the fun Uncle. Sometimes the fun Uncle is seen as not very mature; but, that is not always the case. In my experience the fun Uncle can be counted on not to judge you too harshly, encourages good clean fun, knows when to rein it in and is the good hugger. The fun Uncle thinks outside the box and is always there to help unload the moving van as long as there is pizza involved. The fun Uncle is generous with his time, his money and would never let anything bad happen to you.
JP is our fun Uncle. We need him. Don’t rain on the fun parade. And don’t be foolish enough to believe that he is not seriously passionate about libraries.