How is one supposed to deal with the irony of life? Examine it, or just laugh?
Neither. Give it a thorough kicking in the goolies, swear like a trooper, tell it to fuck off, and die.
I did that at my last job and the public loved me. It was so much fun, and they expected it from me.
Wordy took it right out of my mouth: both.
It's not like you have any control, over the big, wide universe out here, OR what you think in there
Its a cruel, laughable joke, or a wonderful "miracle" you are privileged to witness, and none of it matters one single bit.
Unless I have it all wrong.
I believe you have the right idea.
Live ironically. Feel the force of the irony moving through you, and become the bald monkey you were meant to be.