These are stressful times as Americans and others vitally
interested in American government policies ponder the damage caused by
pronouncements emanating from the White House and quiver at thoughts of what is
yet to come.
Responding to the excessive worry, experts in the workings
of the human mind have produced hundreds of words of advice on how to cope
with stress. Ideas range from hugging your puppy to taking a strenuous run
through the park. So far, only a few I've read have suggested a hearty laugh.
Yet laughter can be good medicine in trying times. It was
years ago when I was one of about 100 college students taking the final exam in
Psychology 101. The multiple-choice test would determine a full half of our
grade for the course. The lecturer was a newly appointed PhD who brought lots
of enthusiasm to his task. He was serious about his work and had presented a ton of information. No one thought the final would be
a snap.
Sure enough, there was dead silence in the lecture hall and sweat
popped forth on more that a few foreheads as we started work on the problems.
But after about 20 minutes a few snickers were heard. Then mild laughter filled
the hall, followed finally by raucous guffaws.
Most of the students had reached the tenth question:
"10. The Fallopian tubes are:"
And read the third choice:
"Subways in Rome."
Arrivederci, stress.
