"Ask Oscar Wilde what wit did for him, against the legal mechanizations of Bosie's Papa and the harsh realities of Victorian England.
Two years in prison at hard labour, financial ruin and separation from his wife and children forever. Besides that, no more plays. The sweet Nightingale was silenced Forever. Like jailing Shakespeare because he compared his boy to a summer's day...Nice and dull wins more friends than witty and harsh by about a thousand to one, every day of the week and in every kind of weather. However, perceiving this truth requires a different variety of intelligence than the kind that fuels wit."
Yes, wit - and much humour - is often harsh, cruel even. But so is life. It may not win friends but it can shine a light on human behaviour and its absurdity. Whatever, it is deeply embedded in European culture and is often unfathomable to Americans.
Had Wilde chosen "nice and dull" he would probably have lived a long life. And a dull life. And a forgotten life. And very likely a less happy life. His personal tragedy was largely brought about by his choices to attract and be the centre of attention through his wit. For a time he was the glittering star in the firmament. And what a star. His life and works brought, and continue to bring, great pleasure to countless people and will always be remembered.
I'm thankful he didn't choose nice and dull.