(In which we are reminded that, in the face of tragedy and disaster, attitude is everything….)
An inmate with throat cancer lives in the same block as one of my class assistants.
When the clerk sees that I’m horrified at this, he laughs and explains: “He knows we mean no harm. It’s the opposite. We want him to feel normal. We prank each other all the time.
We’re not gonna let something like cancer or any disease get in the way of life. What good does it do to weep, or say ‘I’m sorry’? So we tease.
It’s our way of saying “It’s not so serious that we can’t be normal. You’re gonna make it.”