For my last Cheesefare post, I offer you Franchesca Ramsey’s comedy. In case you are not yet aware of her, here is “Shit White Girls Say to Black Girls” (rated PG):
“Jews were slaves, too. You don’t hear us complaining about it all the time.”
You may watch the sequel, as well.
Ramsey has one of the most important qualities for doing comedy well—keen perception. Comedy is anthropology applied as a salve—or emetic—to the soul. Moreover, Ramsey is clever, as evident in “No Mo’ ‘No Homo’” (rated PG):
Euripides meets Essence.
Of course, Euripides was not a comedian, but the Athenian comedians were not culturally subversive. Aristophanes did not set himself up as the judge of his society; he rather lampooned those who attacked convention. Times have indeed changed. As decendants of “the most tragic of the poets,” many contemporary comedians mock convention and alienate themselves from tradition. Such social criticism has its hygienic uses—like plaque candy for a culture. A healthy society also has a robust culturally affirming public life, the excesses of which are well tempered by the occasionally searing reality check by ascetics, philosophers, and jokers. Unfortunately, modern America is sickly, and our priests, thinkers, and entertainers do not reflect a balance. They only see our ever falling short of their personal Zion.
I would like to wish my friends and family in the Roman Church a blessed Ash Wednesday; may your lenten season be beneficial.
For us, though, Maslenitsa continues, and here at Arimathea levity abounds.
I offer today a delightfully sacrilicious video from That Mitchell and Webb Look that I found on the Orthosphere (rated PG/PG-13-ish):
Maybe it is due to quality filtering, but it seems that British comedy is wittier than American fare in general. As in “Conservative Atkinson,” British leftist entertainers appear to understand their targets far better. Therefore, their parody is so much more humorous. The proposed reactionary vicar really does represent our peculiar demonic temptation. The twits deserve the treatment that he gives, though probably he should less caustically and more clearly distinguish between error and the poor souls who persist in such error. Yet, the man of the cloth’s job is the salvation of the flock, not merely indictment. The honey versus vinegar principle remains in effect. Still, the video is cathartically hilarious.
I give you something light today that my friend Andrew sent me:
The fellow in the video pulls off the role flawlessly. A significant minority of white men in D.C. behave just like him.
I hope that such brings you a smile on this Presidents’ Day Monday. Have a good Cheesefare week! Весёлая Масленица! Enjoy the pancakes, блин, pączki, and those other fatty treats.
A few weeks ago, Auster shared the following comic strip in his commentary on the neoconservative silence regarding the unfolding disaster in democratic Egypt: “Egypt and the cartoonishly disastrous neocons” The comic is from Tom the Dancing Bug by Ruben Bolling (Ken Fisher):
Very good and sadly accurate.