Alec Baldwin recently won an award for his Saturday Night Live (SNL) portrayal of President Trump. It is very good and yet it is part of a larger problem with comedy. When I think of great comedy I think of Monty Python, Douglas Adams
(“It’s unpleasantly like being drunk.”
“What’s so unpleasant about being drunk?”
“You ask a glass of water.”)
writers of The Simpsons and Lenny Bruce. Most from the same era admittedly but all with one thing in common. Their humour was never nasty, it was never about an individual it was always about an archetype from conservative MPS to religious fanatics. They also subverted expectations for example, Monty Python would show gangs of old ladies terrorising young men. It was all in good humour, it was all very clever and it wasn’t at all nasty.
Recently an (apparently) famous comedian, famous, it seems, for being homosexual, started a series of jokes about Kevin Spacey’s alleged paedophilia by insulting Islam. It was seen as being funny as a) the comedian is Homosexual and b) it insults Islam. The comedian has previously spoken out about generalisations about homosexual people and yet feels that he can start a series of jokes about what seems to be a terrible man by insulting one of the world’s great religions which preaches love and compassion.
Lenny Bruce would not stray away from sensitive and controversial subjects and was hounded by the law for it (he wasn’t ahead of his time, everyone else was behind) and yet what he did, although it may not have seen it from the beginning of the joke, was an important critique of the society. I have a quote, it is rather long so I’ll include it at the end of the entry (see below) and yet nowadays (and even then and back to the great Greek playwrights and probably before) humour is about being nasty and picking on one, usually, superficial flaw in a character- a speech pattern, a big nose etc. these are not funny, they are just nasty and yet people see racist, homophobic, Islamophobic etc humour on TV and repeat it at work, in the playground and normalise such behaviour. This is not good, it is not clever and, worst of all, it is not funny.
Until comedians (some do, usually the intelligent ones, BBC Radio 4 The News Quiz writers, Have I Got News For You, Jack Dee (what is second class post? Does it have to sit at the back of the van with a curation drawn across so it can’t see what a goodtime the first class post is having?), Dara O’Briain (see below) but these are usually drowned out by those who think swearing always equates humour (sometimes it does) and being nasty is all in good humour, just for laughs.) stop insulting individual people, just because they can and start giving their audiences credit I can’t see humour rising, only falling to levels which will be wholly partisan and will reflect the times, not as a critique but as symptomatic of them.
‘till next time
Dara O’Briain:
‘He once went to York Model Railway because he had a few hours to kill, and asked if he could leave his bag while he went round. The man behind the counter reacted immediately to his accent. “He said, ‘I don’t think so. Not with what your boys have been up to for the last 30 years.’ I said, ‘Well, a) they’re not my boys, and b) even at their most crazy, I don’t think the IRA ever said, Do you know what will break the spirit of the English? If we go to York Model Railway, they’ll be out of Northern Ireland by the end of the week.’ And your man said, ‘Since 9/11 we have to be extra careful.’ I said, ‘I don’t think al-Qaeda are hatching any evil plans to break into York Model Railway and fly tiny aeroplanes into each of the buildings.'”’
Lenny Bruce:
(excuse the language)
‘Are there any niggers here tonight? Can you turn on the house lights, and could the waiters and waitresses just stop serving for a second? And turn off the spot. Now what did he say? “Are there any niggers here tonight?” There’s one nigger here. I see him back there working. Let’s see. There’s two niggers. And between those two niggers sits a kike. And there’s another kike. That’s two kikes and three niggers. And there’s a spic, right? Hm? There’s another spic. Ooh, there’s a wop. There’s a Polack. And then, oh, a couple of greaseballs. There’s three lace-curtain Irish Micks. And there’s one hip, thick, hunky, funky boogie. Boogie, boogie. Mm-mm. I got three kikes. Do I hear five kikes? I got five kikes. Do I hear six spics? Six spics. Do I hear seven niggers? I got seven niggers. Sold American! I’ll pass with seven niggers, six spics, five Micks, four kikes, three guineas, and one wop. You almost punched me out, didn’t ya? I was trying to make a point, that it’s the suppression of the word that gives it the power, the violence, the viciousness. Dig. If President Kennedy would just go on television and say “I’d like to introduce you to all the niggers in my cabinet. ” And if he’d just say “nigger, nigger” to every nigger he saw, “Boogie, boogie, boogie, nigger, nigger, nigger, nigger,” till it didn’t mean anything any more! Then you’d never be able to make a black kid cry because somebody called him a nigger in school. I am of Semitic background. I’m Jewish. Now, a Jew, dictionary-style, is one who is descended from one of the tribes of Judea or one who is regarded to have descended from them. But you and I know what a Jew really is: One who killed our Lord! I don’t know if it got much press coverage here on the West Coast cos it was 2,000 years ago. Although there should be a statute of limitations, we’re still paying the dues. Why do you keep busting our balls for this crime?! “Why? Because you skirt the issue. You blame it on Roman soldiers. ” I’m gonna clear the air once and for all, and confess. We did it. My family, I did it. We found a note in the basement: “We killed him”, signed Morty. Good thing we nailed him when we did, because if we had done it within the last 50 years, we’d have to contend with generations of parochial schoolkids with little electric chairs hanging around their necks.’