This Piece of Poetry is Meant to do Harm

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    Feb 28, 2008 8:45 PM GMT
    I’ve had a lot of time to think lately. I’ve resumed a favorite pastime: meditation. And, through it, I’ve come to a certain many number of conclusions. Forefront on my mind is the issue of insults, intentions, and comedy.

    Sparks: Insult comics like Sarah Silverman and Lisa Lampinelli, offensive Halloween costumes, Borat, Shirley Q. Liquor, and even the Jena 6 extravaganza.

    Problem: I come from the traditional school of cynical hedonists and the hypocritical damned. Dante would say so, at least. I believe that comedy and insult belong together. If you can’t make fun of yourself, then you can’t learn or grow. Your stagnancy resonates to those around you and soon enough you find an ocean of dogged, easily-offended bulls charging anything or anyone that oversteps the “PC” boundaries.

    Background: Did you ever try and breakdown the phrase—“sense of humor”? It literally means a “general conscious awareness” of “the quality of being funny”. Essentially: it is the appreciation of the comedic. But, herein lays the problem. What one person may find funny, another may find offensive. So, what can we feasibly do to ensure that individuals maximize the funniness and minimize the offensiveness?

    Examples:
    --Black people look young because they have a chemical in their skin called “water-melanin”.
    --Asians have shorter penises than Mexicans have to-do lists.
    --You know what they say: once you go Arab, you might as well fuck a camel. At least it smells better.
    --Etc., etc.

    Rant: Don’t take me seriously, don’t take yourself seriously, and certainly don’t take a comedian seriously. Laugh at stereotypes. They exist for a reason, whether you personally embody them or not. If you find something offensive, then laugh harder. If it makes you red with rage: cackle so loud that Julia Roberts hears you and gets jealous. There’s no better way to reduce a bigot’s message than to shower it with high-pitched annoying Jew cackles. You give power to insults when you acknowledge and defend against them.

    Recently some kids dressed up in blackface for Halloween. Another person at PSU dressed up as a faggot clansman. It’s true that costumes play off of sometimes hurtful stereotypes. A couple years ago I dressed as a Russian immigrant coming to America. The next year, I played his mother coming over on a subsequent trip. I donned every stereotype I could: big noses, cheap Hebrews, smelly eastern Europeans, etc. But guess what? There were no riots, nobody got offended. House after house, people hailed my costume as being both offensive and hilarious. My intentions are of no importance. If I was doing it because I am truly xenophobic, that wouldn’t affect the quality or quantity of laughter I received.

    Conclusion: Don’t take it seriously. Offenders have only the power which you permit them. Laughter is the best medicine. Latinos have boatloads of kids, literally…just look at Cuba. Now everyone can just grow up and stop being so fucking sensitive. Everyone can also stop being so afraid that somewhere someone might get offended by something.

    Summary: Queen. Breeder. Muff diver. Nigger. Kike. Chink. Cracker. Slant-eye. Gook. Mick.Towel-head. Redskin. Snip-tip. Dago. Yankee. Hillbilly. Darky. Dot head. Whigger. Spic. Feather head. Goomba. Guido. JAP. Wop. Snowflake. Spudfucker. Guinney. Wetback. Yenta.

    VOTE for your favorite! Or add some new ones! I enjoy all epithets.
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    Feb 28, 2008 9:32 PM GMT
    I understand your thoughts and do agree.
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    Feb 29, 2008 12:59 PM GMT
    The problem is... when humor gets left out of it COMPLETELY.

    I can take Asian jokes well. I laugh at myself more than other people do. Heh. But some people just aren't joking at all, and I get the whiff of the undercurrent of hostility and xenophobia. That's where I draw the line.