It would be quite impossible to go
through all the peculiarities of character that either
coalesce or compete with vanity in order to force
themselves upon the attention of the comic poet.
We have shown that all failings may become laughable,
and even, occasionally, many a good quality.
Even though a list of all the peculiarities that have
ever been found ridiculous were drawn up, comedy would
manage to add to them, not indeed by creating artificial
ones, but by discovering lines of comic development
that had hitherto gone unnoticed; thus does imagination
isolate ever fresh figures in the intricate design
of one and the same piece of tapestry. The essential
condition, as we know, is that the peculiarity observed
should straightway appear as a kind of category
into which a number of individuals can step.
Now, there are ready-made categories
established by society itself, and necessary to it
because it is based on the division of labour.
We mean the various trades, public services and professions.
Each particular profession impresses on its corporate
members certain habits of mind and peculiarities of
character in which they resemble each other and also
distinguish themselves from the rest. Small societies
are thus formed within the bosom of Society at large.
Doubtless they arise from the very organisation of
Society as a whole. And yet, if they held too
much aloof, there would be a risk of their proving
harmful to sociability.
Now, it is the business of laughter
to repress any separatist tendency. Its function
is to convert rigidity into plasticity, to readapt
the individual to the whole, in short, to round off
the corners wherever they are met with. Accordingly,
we here find a species of the comic whose varieties
might be calculated beforehand. This we shall
call the professional comic.
Instead of taking up these varieties
in detail, we prefer to lay stress upon what they
have in common. In the forefront we find professional
vanity. Each one of M. Jourdain’s teachers
exalts his own art above all the rest. In a play
of Labiche there is a character who cannot understand
how it is possible to be anything else than a timber
merchant. Naturally he is a timber merchant himself.
Note that vanity here tends to merge into solemnity,
in proportion to the degree of quackery there is in
the profession under consideration. For it is
a remarkable fact that the more questionable an art,
science or occupation is, the more those who practise
it are inclined to regard themselves as invested with
a kind of priesthood and to claim that all should
bow before its mysteries. Useful professions
are clearly meant for the public, but those whose
utility is more dubious can only justify their existence
by assuming that the public is meant for them:
now, this is just the illusion that lies at the root
of solemnity. Almost everything comic in Moliere’s
doctors comes from this source. They treat the
patient as though he had been made for the doctors,
and nature herself as an appendage to medicine.
Another form of this comic rigidity
is what may be called professional callousness.
The comic character is so tightly jammed into the
rigid frame of his functions that he has no room to
move or to be moved like other men. Only call
to mind the answer Isabelle receives from Perrin Dandin,
the judge, when she asks him how he can bear to look
on when the poor wretches are being tortured:
Bah! cela fait toujours passer une heure ou deux.
[Footnote: Bah! it always helps
to while away an hour or two.]
Does not Tartuffe also manifest a
sort of professional callousness when he says—it
is true, by the mouth of Orgon: Et je verrais
mourir frere, enfants, mere et femme, Que je m’en
soucierais autant que de cela!
[Footnote: Let brother, children,
mother and wife all die, what should I care!]
The device most in use, however, for
making a profession ludicrous is to confine it, so
to say, within the four corners of its own particular
jargon. Judge, doctor and soldier are made to
apply the language of law, medicine and strategy to
the everyday affairs of life, as though they had became
incapable of talking like ordinary people. As
a rule, this kind of the ludicrous is rather coarse.
It becomes more refined, however, as we have already
said, if it reveals some peculiarity of character
in addition to a professional habit. We will
instance only Regnard’s Joueur, who expresses
himself with the utmost originality in terms borrowed
from gambling, giving his valet the name of Hector,
and calling his betrothed Pallas, du nom connu de
la Dame de Pique; [Footnote: Pallas, from the
well-known name of the Queen of Spades.] or Moliere’s
Femmes savantes, where the comic element evidently
consists largely in the translation of ideas of a
scientific nature into terms of feminine sensibility:
“Epicure me plait…” (Epicurus is charming),
“J’aime les tourbillons” (I dote
on vortices), etc. You have only to read
the third act to find that Armande, Philaminte and
Belise almost invariably express themselves in this
style.
Proceeding further in the same direction,
we discover that there is also such a thing as a professional
logic, i.e. certain ways of reasoning that are
customary in certain circles, which are valid for
these circles, but untrue for the rest of the public.
Now, the contrast between these two kinds of logic—one
particular, the other universal—produces
comic effects of a special nature, on which we may
advantageously dwell at greater length. Here we
touch upon a point of some consequence in the theory
of laughter. We propose, therefore, to give the
question a wider scope and consider it in its most
general aspect.