I’m not sure I understand the problem with the problem is with the new Ben Stiller film Tropic Thunder. Not that I advocate taking pot shots at the mentally challenged, but it seems to me as if the outrage of the humorless has become a cheap way to get attention and TV time. Offense and Moral Outrage has turned the nightly news into an intellectual Gong Show, where you and I validate these idiots trying to put restraints on art and free expression. Enough already. I’m over it. I think people see the way some black people can get offended and get press and think, I can do that do. It’s caused alot of apathy and Outrage Fatigue regarding racial and other issues. If another million moms, million mongoloids or a million mopes McMarch, I’m gonna go apeshit. Live your life, for Christ’s sake. Outarage is not a spectator sport.
I famously was taken to task for using the word retard, and there was some minor outrage.
I was on some talk show in the middle of Finnish-ButtHole, KY, talking about George Bush, who I described as a retard. We went to commercial break and Sue Wiley, the MILFy host of the show turns to me, without missing a beat and says. “I’ll have you know my BROTHER is PROFOUNDly retarded.”
“Mazeltov,” I said. Some hillbilly got on the horn and called my boss’s boss. They were perplexed, but I don’t know why. They hired me to be outrageous, and got thier money’s worth. Nobody that doesn’t work at a newspaper in Kentucky can spell well enough to write letters to the editor or picket signs, so I wasn’t worried. No offense to my Kentucky folks.
Anyway.
Here’s a random picture of half of my Kentucky Loft.
But I digress.
This isn’t the first movie Stiller’s been in where ‘tards were talked up or even made fun of. My work-wife Jasmyne Cannick tried to start a fire because Robert Downey Jr. plays a white man playing a black guy. First of all, let’s get this put of the way: Downey is fucking brilliant. When I saw him play white America’s first crackhead, I knew he was the ish. Jazzi wants to draw a line from Downey to Shirley Q. Liquor. That dog don’t hunt. Liquor is trying to press buttons for the sake of fun a profit: Downey is taking an artistic challenge. Acting is an art without boundaries. Art cannot have boundaries. I don’t want to live in a country where a white man can’t play a black guy, whether it’s art or it’s blackface.
Apropos of nothing, somebody thinks they’ve found Bigfoot. Jesus Christ on a Scooter.
August 14th, 2008 | Uncategorized