Comics and the rest of us and Kierkegaard

Comedians/iennes I have heard are highly intelligent but often suffer from depression. Humor helps them deal with emotional/mental illness. But I was wondering about others I know of that are highly intelligent/depressed and why they didn't turn out to be comedians/iennes:

Hitler--His attachment to Germany's idealized, heroic, mythic past was his downfall. If only he would have deradicalized himself with humor.
Isaiah--the personification of "the man who knew too much."
David Koresh--Poor guy had a hard life and couldn't read very well. So, he just memorized the whole Bible, led a communal society, and built what he considered the "Kindgom of God" to get ready for the Second Coming.
Stockard Channing in "Grease"--She was mad all the time.
Marie Antoinette--She was depressed at least until she produced a fit heir and then was probably fine until the unfortunate guillotine incidents.
David Bohm--Quantum Physicist
Charles Dickens, T.S. Eliot, Michel Foucault--We should all thank our lucky stars they didn't deradicalize with humor.
Soren Kierkegaard--(picture above) Hated the empty formalities of organized religion. I'm afraid/fully expecting to fall in love with him when I meet him in heaven (or wherever heretics like us end up). Maybe I could cheer him up with witty repartee.

So who do you think would have been better off using humor to heal from emotional/mental illness? Who didn't and hence, made the world a better place to live?

Here's a cool website that shows notables and whose reincarnation they might be. I may be unorthodox, but no, I don't believe in reincarnation. But this site makes me wonder: http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.reincarnation2002.com/Kierkegaard.gif&imgrefurl=http://www.reincarnation2002.com/photos_(3).htm&h=331&w=482&sz=73&hl=en&start=13&um=1&tbnid=9bF1NZITmy-IuM:&tbnh=89&tbnw=129&prev=/images%3Fq%3Dpictures%2Bof%2Bsoren%2Bkierkegaard%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26rlz%3D1G1GGLQ_ENUS253%26sa%3DX

OK, Cyler just walked by my computer and saw Kierkegaard's pic onscreen and said, "Why do you have a picture of Joseph Smith on your blog."

Mostly Ellery and then some

So, we always have quiet time after church and meal. That means a nap for Cyler and I. For Ellery today it meant drawing pictures of animals and taping them all over her room.

She lost a tooth a couple of days ago. Her friend Isaac lost one of his at my house, but I think I accidentally threw it away. I don't know how to make that one up to him. Soren has a loose tooth and a boy that helped me in singing time today lost a tooth while standing up in front with me. I'm surrounded by toothless people!

Ellery had her Kindergarten bridging ceremony. Please notice the world and sign I helped create. (OK focus back on Ellery.) She's the one with the hot pink fake flower on her dress.

Dance recital! Cyler and I skipped town for the weekend for Michelle's B-day. The babysitter took Ellery to her recital. I can't figure out if I am an enlightened or a bad mom. I'll make the next one, I promise.