In an age where we no longer respect our elders as we should, this video does not help the culture much. Yet, it is pretty funny:
And the updated one:
Poor old analog . . .
The Onion News Network has quite a funny story up, “Obama Win Causes Obsessive Supporters to Realize How Empty Their Lives Are”:
I have had the misfortune to know many young starry-eyed utopians—we’ll call them campaign volunteers—who have made politics their religion. It is sad, really, that human beings can pervert their yearning for meaning and transcendence into such a hollow pursuit.
Not as funny, but not bad, is their “Voting Machines Elect One of Their Own As President” :
It made me grin.
The Onion is consistently the funniest site online, but perhaps my taste for its humor has something to do with its utter lack of social taboo and its unrefined taste coupled with rather insightful satire. Whenever I bring up my admiration for low-brow cultural fixtures such as The Simpsons or South Park, I invariably hear shock, disappointment, and bewilderment along the lines of, “How could someone like you like something like that?” I attribute those statements to ignorance of the shows—for they really are insightful entertainment. They mock what ought to be mocked, and in the process, they make some profound observations.
For instance, South Park has a cheeky episode on Mormons, “All About the Mormons?,” in which an L.D.S. family moves into South Park. They are typical Mormons—friendly, helpful, cheerful folks . . . with kooky religious ideas. The episode presents the Mormons in an exaggerated but nonetheless realistic way; it matches my own experience with Mormons over the years very well, right down to its “Family Home Evening.” It explores the peculiarities of L.D.S. doctrine, but, moreover, it explains Mormon success. A religion with absurd theological teachings can survive, sustain a society, and even grow in other societies because it prescribes and fosters sensible and good family life practices. Most people do not really care about theological truth, but most everyone is a social creature who values family, friendship, loyalty, and love. The episode is spot on, and you can watch it online (rated R) at South Park Studios.
Anyway, The Onion started a video service, The Onion News Network, last year, and it holds up to the print version’s hallmark for the “Oh, wow” factor. I’ll post some of may favorite videos in the future, but here are some timely ones for the election, “Precocious Youngster Sells Cookies to Buy Attack Ad,”
The Daily Show cannot hold a candle . . .
I may have been unduly hard on Mickey D’s last week. Yet, I find their ghettolicious commercials so obnoxious.
For an endearing portrayal of Negro niche marketing, watch this precious man from the Flea Market Montgomery:
Local low-budget commercials are the best! Clever, too, as everyone remembers them even as (and because) people mock them. I would definitely make my way to that flea market; such a campy commercial has successfully transformed cheap furniture into ironically cool potential conversation pieces—you know, white people make such peculiar value judgments.
Update: It is sad when parody predicts truth. After posting this site, I looked up Flea Market Montgomery. The man shown is the owner, Sammy Stephens. In the Wikipedia entry, we read:
The spread of the video turned Flea Market Montgomery into a tourist destination, especially among college students. Capitalizing on the popularity of the advertisements, Sammy Stephens subsequently began selling a variety of flea market-related merchandise, ranging from t-shirts to mobile phone ringtones.
We human beings are a predictable lot.
The entry also affirms the American dream:
In A.D. 2000, Stephens began selling at Flea Market Montgomery with toys in three rented booths. Whenever another vendor would leave a booth, Stephens would take it over. Within a few years, Stephens had purchased the entire market. Before buying the market, Stephens had been a local disc jockey as “The Candyman” on WMGY and WXVI and provided songwriting to other local singers and rappers. He graduated from high school in A.D. 1975.
Only in America . . .
What could be a better YouTube video than a catchy Romanian song and a homemade LEGO video?
Perhaps the cutest boy band ever . . . and they even have interchangeable parts!
I miss my LEGOS sometimes.
In the midst of America’s most frank discussions of race in perhaps decades due to the presidential campaign, I am posting many entries that touch upon race relations in the United States. I would do this, anyway, as ethnicity, group awareness, and the distinctions of “own” versus “other” endlessly fascinate me. I also like to discuss matters that I find to be most dishonestly addressed in our society. It is a sad commentary on the backbone and integrity of our culture that only in comedy are such matters openly discussed in the public square. Of course, the comedian does not deliver logos, but he presents an instructive image that provokes thought and offers catharsis from the lies and infantile restrictions that respectable American society has placed upon itself; e.g. the most respectable journalistic outlets in the country consistently employ the “n- word,” as if the American public should be addressed as little lambs. That an derogatory ethnic term should have the same hallowed power as the Tetragrammaton for our impious heathen is instructive about our fittingness—and worthiness—to survive. So, in this land barren of fortitude and common sense, let the clown arise to address the crowd and speak truth to sorriness. For we should remember that Aristophanes proved much wiser than most in his understanding of the human condition.
Moreover, I hate taboos and, like Alcibiades, I generally enjoy defacing the idols of the tribe. In this spirit, I offer the hilarious but R rated commentary on McDonald’s painful attempts at pandering, um, I mean, niche marketing: (you have been warned about the content)
This is an actual McDonald’s commercial:
Snap! Of course, a business is going to target its audience. Instead of poor black kids, let us say that you wish to target buppies with MBA’s who still cling to youth culture:
Or, say, you want to appeal to globalist buppies who majored in Diaspora studies:
White people like this commercial, too, as Africa (sans warlords, genocide, famine, and pestilence) is pretty much the coolest place on earth.
Except possibly Japan . . . When you want to reach contemporary Japanese folks, you use creepy but stylish femininity:
And in Japan, even the men can be disturbingly Vogue chic androgynous:
At least McDonald’s can have fun with its multicultural dabbling, as in this funny Bollywood-in-Québec fusion ad:
Are you lovin’ it?
The Daily Show has become Leftist fodder; sadly gone are the days of Craig Kilbourn, Beth Littleford, Mo Rocca, and the early cast.
Nonetheless, the following segment has funny moments because, well, the absurd is humorous:
The very existence of Code Pink makes me question the rationality of man and the justice of God. Yet, I must confess that I ran into one of these women once in a cafeteria, and she was pleasant—rather off, very eccentric—but a cordial woman, all the same. She may even garden well and feed the birds who visit her yard. She just is idiotic when it comes to public policy.
This has been a beloved internet classic for several years. If you like Ken Burns, have a quirky taste in N.P.R. or P.B.S., or simply enjoy pushing Americans’ racial hypersensitivity buttons, then you will love this rated R documentary, the Old Negro Space Program:
The whole production is golden, but I appreciate two things in particular: the 1957/58 joke (“It was a different time . . .”) and Dr. Warren Fingeroot. I know Dr. Fingeroot—many instantiations and variations of him.
By the way, the writer, Andy Bobrow, who played the professor, also worked on Malcolm in the Middle, which I really enjoyed.
This “fun realm” is a useful substitute for forwarding links to friends and crowding their e-mail accounts with, “You got to see this!” If you are guilty of FW: harrassment, maybe you should start a blog, too. If, however, you are a victim of such behavior, you will likely sympathize with the girl from The Onion’s “E-Mail From Aunt Accidentally Opened.”
Well, I discovered the following delightful video over the summer, “The Yum Yum Train” from Robot Chicken:
I love the baby at the end.