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Thursday, December 01, 2005

Humour Apparently Isn’t a Laughing Matter

Forever gone are the times when I labelled everything that seemed reprehensible as “gay” or "retarded", and that's the dubious acronym "P.C."'s fault. Don’t get me wrong- I think that’s a good thing. Having a descriptor for sexual orientation or a mental disorder double as a synonym for “negative” clearly does nothing to add to human understanding.

Recently, however, political correctness has invaded the realm of the funny. God forbid someone should laugh at something that is upsetting to somebody out there. If someone does, I’m certain we will all have to hear about it later- be it from an upset individual or an affronted special interest group, in person or through a letter to the editor in the Gateway. Lately, for example, it hasn’t been very fashionable to laugh at rape or sexual assault. Individuals finding humour in the likes of admittedly crude student comics must, according to the affronted, clearly not realize the gravity of these offences, and contribute to the general societal indifference to the victims’ plights.

Now, excuse me while I call a big, fat bullshit on that. Firstly, humour is, among other things, a coping mechanism. Ever notice how people laugh when they’re uncomfortable? Ever seen somebody start laughing after they’ve narrowly escaped an accident? Exactly. Secondly, almost all jokes (save puns, and sometimes even they) are, in one way or another, politically incorrect. At the very least, we laugh about stupid people. Isn’t that unfair to the ones among us who are just a bit slower than the rest? Take that to an extreme, and we laugh about the developmentally disabled. We laugh at people being cheated on, people having horrible diseases (remember the leper jokes?) and even at people dying(famous last words, anyone?). And I’m already looking forward to seeing someone- and note that that is a real, existing person- wipe out beautifully this winter trying to catch his or her bus. Humour is humanity’s way of dealing with some of life’s unpleasant aspects on a daily basis- a protection mechanism without which we’d all be sitting in the bathtub with a nice set of razorblades right now.

That said, I realize that everybody’s sense of humour has its limitations, depending on his or her personal history. If your older sister just suffered a stillbirth, you probably won’t find dead baby jokes very funny, and if you’ve grown up in Ethiopia, you might not have laughed as loudly as I did when the Blue Nile Restaurant ran out of food one night. For me, having grown up in Germany, it’s the German jokes. I find them lowly, misinformed throwbacks into the WWII era, where German is synonymous with Nazi and all my fellow citizens are callous murderers screaming at each other in Russian all day. I find my head swelling up with anger when I, for the umpteenth time, watch a Hollywood comedy where all Germans have whiteblond hair and walk around like evil robots, and the theatre around me is roaring with laughter.

A little while ago, though, I have come to realize that even though they laugh, most people don’t actually believe these stereotypes. Whenever I meet one of the few who does, I either choose to ignore that person, or, more frequently, if I deem them to be receptive, try to clear up their misconceptions in a serious conversation.
Still, even now that I’ve had said conversations with virtually all people that are close to me, most of them continue to find scenes like the one in Dodgeball - where the German team prays to David Hasselhoff before the big game- absolutely hilarious. How do I cope? Guess what: I just don't laugh. Occasionally, I also throw in the fact that David Hasselhoff had one hit in the very early nineties and hasn’t been heard of since, and console myself with the knowledge that my friends are for the most part smart, informed, open-minded people who would never buy into these clichés.

I mean, please, people, let others laugh at whatever the heck they want. Like, for example, that Canada is so boring and so insignificant in world history that most other countries haven't even bothered to make up stereotypes about it.

5 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous wrote:
[10:59 AM, December 01, 2005]
Sooo let me get this straight. If people are offended by something they should remain silent or else you will bitch about them on your blog, but you should be able to laugh at whatever you want without people bitching? Seems about right.
Anonymous Anonymous wrote:
[11:24 AM, December 01, 2005]
Wow are you ever a hypocrite.
Blogger "Steve Smith" wrote:
[1:12 PM, December 01, 2005]
It's funny, because Germans really *do* pray to David Hasselhoff!

(Of course, I could point out that this is more reasonable than praying to God, since we have considerably evidence that Hasselhoff actually exists, but some people wouldn't find that very funny.)
Blogger Catrin wrote:
[1:14 PM, December 01, 2005]
Ha! I get it. "Hypocrite" is the new "retarded"!

Let me repeat my message though for you 'two'- it's really quite simple:

1. Everybody is allowed to laugh at everything.

2. Everybody is allowed to bitch about everything, knowing that this bitching stems from personal history.

3. Nobody is allowed to extrapolate their personal history to general society and tell other people that laughing at something makes them evil, stupid, or mean.

Got it now?

Good. Glad to be of service.
Blogger Sean Tisdall wrote:
[1:07 PM, January 05, 2006]
No Canadian Stereotypes?

Try this on for size:

Group of sociology professors send some of their colleagues around the word a message asking them to have the students in their class write an essay on elephants so as to ascertain the national obsession.

British essays come back with the title: Processional uses of the elephant

German essays come back with the title: Military uses of the elephant

American essays come back with the title: Commerical uses of the elephant

Canadian essays come back with the title: Elephants: Federal or Provincial responsibility?

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