Thursday, February 27, 2014

#InappropriateJokeThursday... the wave of the future! (...albeit an offensive wave.)

It's become clear that the majority of people don't fully comprehend the meaning behind 'inappropriate.' I know, it's a tough word. I mean, it's all of 5 syllables long, it combines 'in' with 'appropriate' so it must mean that whatever the content is, the appropriateness of it is in... perhaps you should sit down before you have a nosebleed.

As defined by Webster himself (I mean, he literally wrote the book on definitions), it's an adjective, and is defined as not suitable or proper in the circumstances... or, in stupid-terms: NOT APPROPRIATE!

You see where I'm going with this? It's not #ConsiderateJokeMondays or #ThoughtfulJabWednesdays...

I didn't think I'd have to explain myself, but recent events have deemed it necessary. The name-calling, the threats, the hate messages, the hoping I get raped in the eye, it's completely unneeded. I never claimed to be proper. I'm fully aware of the tastelessness behind the things I post and frankly, I find no need to pull them or apologize for them. In fact, to quote Madame Delphine LaLaurie of 'American Horror Story: Coven':

I seen it all on the magic box. Agree to be publicly humiliated, all is forgiven. People have gotten soft, weak, lily-livered.All anybody has to do nowadays is shed some tears, say some words... ...repentance my ass. You think a man jack among them was well and truly sorry? Not a one. Sorry they got caught is all. Y'all nothing but a pack of sniveling hypocrites as far as I can see. Not me. I won't profess to be sorry cause I'm not.
I wept for the state of this world. A world of lies. A world that makes promises it cannot keep.

The actions you take are just that: your actions. To apologize for them... well, you might as well apologize for being human. Like I said, I get that from time to time, my jokes may be in bad form. But to attack me and threaten me to take it down because I'm fucked up... obviously you're new to the internet. Let me show you around. I can introduce you to a French model, too. (Yes, that is the guy from the AllState commercial. Wheel's spinning, but the hamster's dead, ain't it?)

Many of the jokes I post coincide with the current affairs. Whether it was Philip Seymour Hoffman's death, the anniversary of TWA Flight 800 going down, or the day after Casey Anthony's verdict, guess what. There's a pretty high chance I'm gonna make a comment about it. And it's not to be insensitive about any situation. Believe me, I'm fully aware how this country, let alone this world is fucked up. But I'm not going to sit around and be mopey and emo about this. I mean I could say I'll 'pray for them' because that would involve the least amount of effort to do anything (guess you can probably assume I'm athiest), but that's not exactly who I am. I'm the guy who goes for the shock value.

And guess what, if you don't like it, you don't have to comment on it. Just move on. Because it's not going to change anything. Now, if you're someone that has commented, and I deleted your comment, you're welcome. I've done you a favor. It's not because I'm being a coward. Oh, believe me, that is the furthest thing from the truth. I would wind up embarrassing you to a point of no return. In fact, I'm doing it because I'm saving your reputation. There are many people who will read one of the #IJTs, and laugh but won't 'like' it because they're afraid of being categorized the same way you categorized me. And I'm ok with that. But if they, or anyone, were to see your comments, guess who's gonna look like the bad person? I promise you, it won't be me. So... you're welcome.

To quote an unnamed instagrammer: "It's a joke, not a dick. Don't take it so hard." We're all a little fucked up in the head anyway. I've just got the balls to say it out loud.

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