I’ve always been fascinated by the carnival/circus troupes of the 19th century, not due to the fascination us “normal folk” have with the freaks of nature people like P.T Barnum paraded around in all of their microcephalic glory, but because these unfortunate sufferers of ectrodactyly, gigantism, and other dramatic maladies were, of course, still people. They’re still people, with hopes and dreams and worries of their own, despite the fact that they know all too well that their success as a “freak”, which often times provides them their sustenance and allows the to make a living is dependent on the “normal folks” propensity to marvel at them with a kind of dehumanizing awe. Vice recently aired a mini-doc called the kingdom of the little people which examines a community of people that suffer from various forms of dwarfism who have been contracted by the owner of the operation, Waelthy real estate investor Chen Mingjing to perform for and entertain the Chinese locals. Accusations of exploitation and degradation have been leveled at Chen by numerous organizations claiming to speak on behalf of the kingdoms diminutive residents, with the wikipedia entry for the park stating the following:
The park has been criticized by several organizations, including the Little People of America and Handicap International. Critics contend that the park resembles a human zoo and isolates the handicapped from the rest of society. Chen claims that the business provides employment for many who would otherwise be unemployed, allowing them to build self-respect. Many employees have said that they enjoy living with other short people and feel less lonely at the park. They say that before they were employed by Chen they were unable to find work or were exploited by employers
Despite the controversy, watching the vice documentary gives the distinct impression that at the very least some of the residents at the kingdom of the little people are actually happy, some of them are grateful it seems to take their “handicap” and allow others to marvel at them, and also to dehumanize them in the process, in order to sustain themselves off of the revenue generated by others observing them, almost as one would observe a curios exhibit at a zoo. And yet a strange duality exists between Us and them, a strange desire exists for us “normal folk” to see instances in which these dwarfs, people that we have undoubtedly “othered”, display instances in which they are “just like us”.
A strange desire for commonality pervades our entire fascination with viewing these people as being very, very different from “us”. These people lead lives, much like any other human being tends to, full of romance, sadness, happiness, etc, and the documentary does an excellent job of humanizing them, taking away the stigma of the “other” that us normal folks love to place on them in the process. Make no mistake about though, the little people in this little kingdom are aware that they are profiting off of being viewed as abnormal by wider society due to their condition, and most importantly seem to have made their peace with it.
It is this tenacity that I admire in the carnival “freak”… his capacity to take a giant cornucopia of lemons and still find a way to make lemonade, and to, for the most part, lead a life of relative happiness and contentment despite their unfortunate situation. It is no small feat to find a way to manufacture a living out of ones own disadvantages and hardships, and when one does some seriously resilient and charismatic personalities can be forged from that metaphorical crucible.
This same quirk of human nature seems to produce many of our best comedians in the form of individuals that have lead, in some instances, rather tormented lives and still managed to parlay their misfortune into laughter, making their own fortunes in the process.
One of the best Case studies for the type of forged in the fire, tortured soul genius I can think of is that of the life and times of the excellent comedian Richard Pryor. Pryor, who is in my opinion one of the best stand up comedians to ever live, didnt exactly have a childhood that I would consider ideal, in fact it was downright horrendous. Pryor grew up in his Madam, grandmothers brothel, where he was sexually abused. His mother also worked in the same brothel as a lady of the night. His father, who beat him viciously and regularly met his untimely end while in bed with a prostitute when Pryor was 27. His life, despite his comedic success appears to have been one dysfunctional and tragic event after another. Pryor attempted to end his suffering once and for all in a drug fueled conflagration that was intended as a suicide attempt. The wikipedia entry describes the event:
On June 9, 1980, during the making of the film Bustin’ Loose, Pryor set himself on fire after freebasingcocaine and drinking 151-proof rum. While on fire, he ran down Parthenia Street from hisLos Angeles, California, home, until being subdued by police. He was taken to a hospital, where he was treated for burns covering more than half of his body. Pryor spent six weeks in recovery at the Herpolscheimer Burn Center at Sherman Oaks Hospital. His daughter, Rain, stated that Pryor poured high-proof rum over his body and set himself ablaze in a bout of drug-inducedpsychosis. Later, in an on-camera interview, Pryor commented, “I tried to commit suicide. Next question.”
Doesn’t exactly sound like the life of a happy well adjusted individual does it? Even still, Pryor didn’t allow the personal torture one must feel in order to attempt suicide dull his sense of humor, and he used the incident to end his legendary standup show live on the sunset strip, watch it here:
Ask yourself, if you attempted to kill yourself by lighting yourself on fire, how comfortable would you be joking about it? Could you share it in front of millions of people on national television? would people laugh if you did? Perhaps now you can understand how difficult it is for comedians to offer up their personal demons on a silver platter for our entertainment and consumption, and perhaps now you’ll also have an appreciation for how difficult it is to do this in a humorous way. Take comedian Josh Blue, who suffers from Cerebral palsy and manages, despite this, to make hilarity out of his situation:
Hardship is the hallmark of a decent comedian, thus one would expect that the more privileged and pampered a person is, the less likely that person is to have endured the requisite hardships that mold our comedic heroes into the witty, down on their luck court jesters of society. Comedians like Bill Burr have highlighted this in thier standup routines and in this video he starts to beg the question of why certain groups of women…in this case stay at home mothers are shielded from almost all of the types of transformative hardships that creates the coping mechanism of brilliant humor, and as a result tend to to be less funny.
So, this begs the question, are women actually less funny than men, generally speaking? Well, there’s a lifetime worth of evolutionary psychology that one could indulge in in hopes of answering that question. One could delve into the inherent worth that having a womb confers onto women, evolutionarily speaking and conclude that since men do not have this inherent worth, they cultivated humor as a means of social plumage with which to impress, then disarm, and put at ease the women whom they wished to later copulate with. Women do, after all tend to dig guys with a sense of humor. Since humor is a sign of social competence, and thus of confidence, I would speculate that humor in men is a bit of a mild social aphrodisiac for women, as well as a tool in the arsenal of a man in search of his next sexual conquest.
This line of inquiry is secondary to the wider question of why human beings evolved humor in the first place, but i think there is some merit to drawing a hypothesis that states that because men objectively tend to suffer more hardship, they will in the overrall sense cultivate a better grasp of humor than women will. Of course not all women are created equal, some will be funnier than others, but none of them are quite as unfunny as female feminists like Rebecca Watson and other SJW heroines. The Rebecca Watsons of the world are unfunny for the same reasons they are unbearable in the overall sense, they are always looking for some offense dujour to have a conniption fit over. Watson, as many of you know, was the progenitor of the offense heard round the world known as elevator gate, a harmless bit of attention payed to Watson by a man, his crime? asking her to spend time with him in his hotel room while they were both in an elevator. Watson perceived this proposition as a dastardly act of claustrophobia inducing mind rape, causing her to upload a smug, passive aggressive video in which she told men that this wasn’t the proper way to treat a lady.
This almost broke the internet, or at least the internet atheism community. It also caused a fair amount of controversy in the manosphere, and many an internet atheist/manospherian took the opportunity to knock her down a peg, calling her out on her entitled smug arrogant bullshit. The flurry of video responses that followed eventually prompted Watson to make the video you see below:
This video, more than any I’ve seen demonstrates perfectly why feminists in particular, despite a recent spike in propaganda designed to rebrand them as such, will NEVER be funny. Notice the overall feigned feeble demeanor she uses to simulate the formation of a mangina, and that this formation of a mangina is supposed to pass as a, joke? notice that everything about her, her mannerisms, her body language her ridiculous glasses all come together flawlessly to exude a particular brand of…well, fake helplessness that we’ve all come to know and love as the feminist SJW trademark.
Feminists like watson are walking victim narraritves, black holes devoid of talent, substance or merit who absolutely cannot stand those with wit, charisma, or intelligence. They, instead of cultivating humor, seek to force everyone else to be as humorless as them and thus if you do not laugh at their dry, off-timed, incorrectly delivered attempts at punch lines and dehydrated snark, they seek to tear you down. People like Watson particularly hate individuals like the ones mentioned in this article, fire-forged witty people that have endured hardships and found, as a coping mechanism, that humor helps them mitigate those hardships. These individuals are hated by the Rebecca Watsons of the world because they remind her of what they are not…that is, funny, charismatic, and able to persevere. The video below demonstrates this perfectly, It’s of the late Patrice O’neal circa the Don Imus “nappy headed hoes” brouhaha attempting to explain to a feminist why comedy carries with it the inherent risks of social faux pas, and that tactless remarks about sensitive subjects such as race from the likes of people like Don Imus are simply necessary evils that we must tolerate to some degree, if we wish to enjoy the wondrous benefits of humor that seeks to push the envelope.
This is what feminists will never understand, the inherent risk of controversy surrounding humor and the fact that effective humor is in many instances a way of exploring taboo we’re to afraid to broach without the aid of laughter. This inability to understand humor is why any attempts to brand social movements like feminism as hip, humorous, or funny will be handicapped from the start, although feminists will surely attempt it. The daily beast recently ran an article on a feminist snark site titled Inside the Feminist ‘Onion’: The Satirical Bite of ‘Reductress’ .
The feminist Onion you say? well that has some large shoes to fill. The cover image on the Article shows the creators of the site Beth Newell and Sarah Pappalardo
They just ooze comedic genius don’t they? Surely most people wont immediately cringe when they see the stereotypical hipster sideways glances they’re tossing at each other? this is the feminist version of a humorous facial expression, contrived, half assed and fake as hell, feast your eyes on their razor sharpp wit gentleman, from a post titled How to Pretend You Like His Cheerleader Porn:
2. Pretend that you have no opinions.
If you want to play the role of supportive girlfriend, it’s important to get your pretending skills on fleek! Finding out that your boyfriend gets a boner from a chick in pigtails who looks 16 can be hard to swallow (LOL, get it?). So when your boyfriend starts masturbating to someone’s daughter but ONLY when they are doing a pom pom routine, try to forget your gender studies minor and self-respect for a little while. You’ll finally be the cool girlfriend you always wanted to be! If your ruse slips and you accidentally let your jaw drop (that 19-year-old isn’t old enough to know that she might regret this!!!), just pretend it’s because you’re too turned on to keep it closed!
Hahahaha….Oh wait, nothing in this is actually funny. They’re trying to imply that your average everyday boyfriend finds his porn escapism by indulging in borderline pedophilia. Again, no subject should be off limits in the realm of comedy, but not only are they attempting to shed light on a controversial subject regarding male sexuality, they also fail miserably in terms of execution. What somebody has neglected to mention to these women, is that if you’re going to give controversial humor a try, you’d better make the controversial parts…funny. Instead they offer up this hogwash:
So when your boyfriend starts masturbating to someone’s daughter but ONLY when they are doing a pom pom routine, try to forget your gender studies minor and self-respect for a little while.
A lecture about their useless feminist degree, that was the punchline…welcome to feminist comedy folks. Theres been some buzz about Amy Schumers stab at “rape culture” in a video called football town nights but i find it largely unfunny and still dripping with feminist propaganda:
More of the same dry humor, slightly less dull then the reductress, but still, boring, insulting, and most of all not very funny. I could at least appreciate a video about rape culture that had some actual laughs to be had, even though i think rape culture is a myth. More on this later.