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Tuesday, September 20, 2005

Vile, Tasteless Humor

I confess. I love a good groaner. The kind of humor that makes you feel ashamed that it made you laugh. Politically incorrect expecially. Wincing, blushing, I'm-am-ashamed-to-call-myself-an-American type.

And now, apparently, a sufficient amount of time has passed since the grave tragedy of Katrina for the internet-based community to start pumping out tasteless photo-humor on the plight of New Orleans hurrican victims.


As it usually is with this material, there is some biting social commentary lurking close to the surface (if it isn't slapping you fresh in the face).

So here we go with the "looter jokes."








Of course, when you are rendered homeless by the most powerful hurrican in centuries, and you are left without power or food, it is most adviseable to stock up on carbohydrates --gonna be a long time before the delivery truck comes around again.













Likewise, in the immediate aftermath of this catastrophe, when FEMA and the Red Cross first announced the distribution of the $2,000 debit cards, who didn't harbor a deep cynicism that they would be used by some for less-than-emergency purposes?









Okay, I'm a little conflicted -- but you know, when human nature shows its ugly self in flagrante, I believe it is necessary that we demonstrate our disdain for the worst that people have to offer -- and lest some sanctimonious reader care to chastise me for exhibiting "racist" tendencies, well --- GFY. This has nothing to do with race. It has to do with the worst crass opportunism and selfishness that can be caught on camera.





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