If my humor has changed it’s that I enjoy absurdity more. When sense and seriousness are overpriced, it needs the smack of nonsense most, stripping its artifices, demanding we establish sense from scratch. It’s a great test of how much we’re hiding from the terror of randomness and things beyond our control.

This might be consistent with the findings, as absurdity is a kind of self-enhancing, although not really an incongruity resolving, humor.