why is being tickled simultaneously fun and torture?!


Question: Why is being tickled simultaneously fun and torture?
we laugh, even though we hate it?

Answers:

That's one of my favourite aspects of ticklishness - that it renders me susceptible, in spite of any amount of social or psychological conditioning, to such a simple and insistent call and command, rendering me helpless to resist the very basic urge to laugh.

Our characters contain such masses of walls and defences; we spend so much time suppressing instincts and not doing things for a host of different reasons, many of them quite good reasons. Society goes on, after all, over a complex hidden network. However necessary the human qualities may be, however, the irresistible command to laughter of a good tickle cuts through a remarkable number of concepts of self-image with its one simple insistence to laugh and, if I am tickled long enough, to keep laughing while shedding one constraint of humanity after another until I'm reduced to a pudding of compelte and total ticklishness, a release which is of the utmost assistance in the ongoing effort to remain human during those times when I am not being tickled.

It feels interesting to make a conscious effort not to laugh when I'm being tickled, becoming in miniature a sort of cosmic attempt to strike some blow for the honour or dignity of my kind against impossible odds. As the tickling continues, it commands an increasing portion of my concept of the universe with a growing urgency as the effort of willing not to laugh requires more and more and eventually all of my selfhood as the entire universe is reduced to the insistent tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle squeezing volition from its untenable position between not willing the certain action of laughter and not willing at all, thus yielding to the command, all the more certainly for all the effort made to resist it. In the last stages the tickling becomes so overpowering that I cannot think or act or do anything but try in vain to plug the multiplying leaks in the insufficient dike of my control until the pressure becomes far too great and I literally burst.



For me it's just torture, not fun. And we hate it because we have to laugh whether we want to or not.




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