For cryin’ out loud, people–gimme a fuckin’ break! I suppose none of you were ever teenagers who found things funny or disgusting that other people took seriously. For that matter, I KNOW that most of the posters here are adults who find some things funny that hit other people where they live.
I’m not going to say that it’s right, but let’s be honest here: everyone who has NEVER made fun of someone due to something they can’t help, anyone who’s never felt uncomfortable around someone with a serious and visible medical condition, raise your hand…c’mon, raise it waaayyyy up there!
For all those who are raising your hands right now, you’re lying. And if you’re not lying, then I’ll forward your name to the Pope for beatification.
Who watches Malcolm in the Middle? Is everything about it funny except Stevie? Are we not allowed to find humour in situations that are uncomfortable?
Bullshit.
We laugh at other people as a defense mechanism. Not because we truly think they’re inferior, but because deep down (and sometimes NOT so deep down), we can envision ourselves with whatever ailment/infirmity/handicap that they have, and it scares the living shit out of us!
So the only way to deal with that fear is to lessen the emotional impact it has on us by cracking a joke or two, maybe by expressing our fears with outward disgust. That way it doesn’t seem so threatening. Remember: these are teenagers. Their existence is defined by testing social boundaries. By doing things that they probably shouldn’t do so they’ll learn the proper way to behave.
Let them be teenagers. Let them be rude, crude, coarse and thouroughly rotten. Maybe they’ll grow out of it, maybe they’ll become comedians, maybe they’ll join these boards and say something off-colour that that will end up with Coke/tea/diet Dr. Pepper sprayed onto monitors across the globe. And when they DO say that something politically-incorrect that we find so funny, how many of you are going to stand up and say “goat felching isn’t funny! It’s a psychological disorder! I can’t believe you sickos!” Hm? How many?
That’s what I thought.
I’m not one to quote that Jesus fellow, but it seems that there’s an awful lot of stone-casting going on here.
Step back for a moment. Look at the things that you used to find funny and/or repulsive. Look at the things you still find funny, then come back and tell me how fucking perfect you are.