Are puns the highest form of paradox? Or prophets of confusion?
On one hand, they're the oxymoronic jests that delight and provoke. On the other, they're the self-contradictory wordplay that befuddle and bewilder.
Do puns resolve the paradox of meaning, or do they create a new one?
Explore the philosophical implications of puns, and the puns that make you ponder.