One does not discover the absurd without being tempted to write a manual of happiness. Happiness and the absurd are two sons of the same earth. They are inseparable. It would be a mistake to say that happiness necessarily springs from the absurd discovery. It happens as well that the feeling of the absurd springs from happiness. “I conclude that all is well,” says CEdipus, and that remark is sacred. It echoes in the wild and limited universe of man. It teaches that all is not, has not been, exhausted. It drives out of this world a god who had come into it with dissatisfaction and a preference for futile sufferings.
Thus spoke Albert Camus right before concluding the myth of Sisyphus. It just so happens to know that manual. Let me introduce to you the Existential Comics. I know I have been absent for quite some time but I was to busy pushing my own stone, and winning several debates, and running a marathon. We will talk about all those and other absurd things at the right moment. I shall return soon like the harbingers of spring on the white blossoms of almond trees, like the shooting star on the tail of meteor surfing the immense night. For now, I will leave you to enjoy the humor, one of the most rebellious acts as one of my intellectual predecessors (a fancy word I use for mother) would say. There are so many hilarious ones, see Russel and Socrates on a Philosophy Infomercial, Russel and Beauvoir on Philosophy News Network, the Philosophical Tech Support trying to fix your modem, the World Cup Philosophy much like the Monty Python’s version, and the Philosophy Club, the Continentals’ fight club, beating the shit out of everyone. All strips are to Corey Mohler’s credit, here is the Existential Agent!
PS: When I was a kid I had had Arkas, a comic in Greek, (some parts available in English) with the Lifer and Life Hereafter to name my favorites as such a manual, although I feel he has lost most of his edge now and became sort of dogmatic -speaking of dogmas, Facebook has made too the Existential Comics sort of opinionated. But I can’t hold any hard feelings for my nostalgia still resides on all those happy pages.