This is a very minor worst-post, dear worst-reader. Minor in that I don’t know much anymore what to worst-write about. I reckon, after all these years of quitting, giving-up, losing, it’s all starting to finally catch me. You know, I’m finally starting to ask (my worst-self), what’s the point? Anywho. The other day I was listening to the audio of Dave Chappelle’s newest comedy special. Am I a Chappelle fan? Hard to say. The thing is, I’ve been expatriated longer than Chappelle’s been famous. That is, in other worst-words, I missed out on everything media in my beloved & missed united mistakes of #Americant —since 1989. Indeed. I mean, don’t get me wrong. I do try and follow some stuff. Which means: Thank all-things-worst for the Interwebnets, eh? So let’s move on.
I had to listen to Chappelle’s show in two parts. That’s due to the fact that, well, comedy kinda bores me these days. It seems to be all about making fun of people, cutting on people, roasting them, etc. or joking about sex. So I can only take so much. But don’t get me wrong. If it’s funny, I can still get into it. It’s just, funny has most certainly found a way to evolve, don’t you know, especially since I grew up with comedians like Richard Pryor and George Carlin. Through both of them I discovered Lenny Bruce. Then there is the comedy of Woody Allen, which I adored when I was young–dare I even mention his kind, including Bill Cosby.
It’s just. The thing is. All those guys were f’n funny. And do you know what made them funny? They didn’t just make fun of other people. Nor were they comedically deprecating, which also seems to end up only making fun of others. The old guys were, on the other hand, socially aware and politically astute and they were able to create their funnies (jokes?) accordingly–without dick pics. And, perhaps, the boundaries they knew (to be comedic within), never stopped them from entertaining. That’s the difference IMHO to the comedians of today. My feeling has been over the years (as I age) that new comedians simply broke all the boundaries that old comedians maintained. Is it similar to boxing giving way to MMC? What about TV sitcom giving way to Reality TV? Hence, IMHO, comedy today is a repeat of someone else laughter albeit at the cost of intelligence, intellect, cognitive, cerebral, etc. Just change the context and repeat the content. Or vice versa. Or are you missing listening to the likes of Louis CK constantly complaining, yet still making you laugh? Yeah, me neither.
I have to admit, of all the modern comics that stir me, Dave Chappelle is unique. And I can’t quite place his humour. I discovered him through various YouTube videos throughout the years, also reading things in the press here and there about his antics. Even though I thought his making fun of others–the weakest form of comedy IMHO, especially that $hit about Rick James–to be funny, it was also, in its essence, incredibly sad. It’s like being entertained by a circus clown but afterwards, after all the laughs are over, you have to also live with the clown and find out he’s just a washed-up coke snorter. Then again, there is this one recent Chappelle joke that blew me away. If you please:
This opioid crisis is a crisis. I see it every day. It’s as bad as they say. It’s ruining lives. It’s destroying families. Sadly, you know what it reminds me of? Seeing it… reminds me of us. These white folks look exactly like us during the crack epidemic. You know, it’s really crazy to see. And all this shit they talked about on the news, about how divided the nation is? I don’t believe it. I feel like nowadays we’re getting a real good look at each other. Here’s why. Because I even have insight into how the white community must have felt watching the black community go through the scourge of crack. Because I don’t care either. Hang in there whites. Just say no. What’s so hard about that? Man, when y’all say that to us. But it’s okay. There’s no grudges. Now you finally got it, right? Once it started happening to your kids you realise it’s a health crisis. These people are sick. They are not criminals. They are sick.
Now. I couldn’t have said it better myself. The only thing missing is a bit of paraphrasing Cornell West and his not so funny explanation of how my beloved & missed #Americant and its ultra politically confused middle-classes have been niggarized, especially since 9-11. Indeed. The Man (white supremacy and its greed-galore) have taken a toll on peoples back home. So many dumb and stupid people. Shame so few are able to figure things out for themselves and then do something about it with, say, democracy-galore, thereby disallowing that they all be ruled by a minority of white a$$holes and Gods of money. Oh well. At least there’s Dave Chappelle. I guess. Yeah. At least there’s this one funny, very funny, Chappelle joke that pretty much sums it all up. Here’s a time stamped video/audio of the whole joke, if you please. (Btw, the link may not last forever as it is a ripped version of the show.) And the way he delivers the joke, too. Indeed, dear worst-reader, it is, well, excruciating if not brilliantly funny. And so. Not unlike his Rick James joke, this one, in its essence, is very, very sad–in its truth (be told). Yes. Very sad indeed. Oh how truth must hurt those who can hear it/find it. The only question I have remaining is this: is it as funny as the pics posted above?
Rant (and giggle) on.
PS I had minor surgery on my eye recently to remove a stye. Ever had a stye, dear worst-reader? What a pain in the arse. The worst thing about it is that I had it in one eye initially but then took some medicine that got rid of it. When I thought it was all said and done, the damn thing returned in the other eye but with a vengeance. The doctor did a pretty good job of taking care of it. The other pics are things that helped me deal with the aches and pains of having half my lower right eyelid sliced open and scrapped out.