Archive for May, 2011

No Sense Of Humor…

…well, Tiki Barber’s pissed everyone off, yet again.

First he left his preggers bride for a 23 year old.

Ok, that’s not funny.

Then to hide from the press, he moved into the attic of his agent, Mark Lepselter, to escape prying eyes.

Ok, so he’s a dog and a coward.

And a total skid mark.

Knowing full well that his celebrity doesn’t have an “on/off” switch, and every little thing he says is scrutinized, Tiki should have thought before he said, “Lep’s Jewish and it was like a reverse Anne Frank thing.”

Granted, Anne Frank spent two years of her life hiding from the Nazis, and eventually died in a concentration camp, so he might have been better off had he chosen another historical figure for comparison.

Frankly, I’m stunned he knew who Anne Frank was, and frankly, I laughed.

The Anti-Defamation League is all UP in arms about it.   Abraham Foxman of the ADL said,  “Holocaust trivialization continues to spread and finds new ways and expressions that shock the conscience.  Tiki Barber’s personal behavior is his business.  But our history and experiences are ours and deserve greater respect than being abused or perverted by Tiki Barber.  The analogy to Anne Frank is not funny, it is outrageous and perverse.  Anne Frank was not hiding voluntarily.  Before she perished at age 15 in the Bergen-Belsen concentration camp, she hid from the Nazis for more than two years, fearing every day for her life.  The Frank family’s experiences, as recorded in Anne’s dairy, are a unique testimonial to the horrors of the Holocaust, and her life should never be debased or degraded by insensitive and offensive analogies.”

OK, he wasn’t trying to trivialize the Holocaust, he was trying to get a bunch of prying news hounds off his back.

The PC world in which we are forced to live is becoming more and more humorless every day.

Yes, Anne Frank’s story was horrific.  Yes, Tiki’s history leaves little room for sympahty.  Yes, Tiki’s a dog, but then he is a professional athlete, and in the eyes of too many Americans, “they” can do no wrong.

Frankly, I think the ADL should be equally if not more UPset by the fact that he ditched his wife for a 23 year old bimbo than his comparison to any historical figure.

We (the funny people) say shocking things all the time.

When we call the boss “Hitler”, we don’t mean he’s a creepy mustache wearing German who murdered millions of Jews, Gypsies, Homosexuals, and others outside of his “ideal”, we mean he’s a tyrant.  Then of course there are terms like “Napoleon Complex”, “martyr”…I could go on.  Tiki’s comment, although offensive to some, was simply A. Ill timed. B. Defensive. C. Casual Conversation, and D.  Exagerated.

And yes, it was funny. 

Not because it was germane, succinct, or apropos, but because it displayed his knowledge of history and himself.

I’m sorry if the rest of the world has lost their sense of humor, I’m keeping mine, it keeps me sane(ish)!

Memorial Day

I hope your Memorial Day is a great one.

I’ll be celebrating mine at work…because we’re RETAIL!

But, I like the rest of the country will take a few minutes to remember and honor those who’ve gone on before us, and those who’s lives were sacrificed for the freedoms we have left.

I’ll be remembering my dad today.Dad in Korea

 

Have a great day, no matter how you celebrate it!

Bond, James Bond

Today is Ian Fleming’s birthday.

Fleming, Ian Fleming

He would have been 103.

Fleming, the father of the James Bond books, was an English aristocrat.

His UPper class family was shocked by his books.

They were also shocked by the way he lived.  He lived a littl too hard.

He said, “I have always smoked and drunk and loved too much. In fact I have lived not too long but too much. One day the Iron Crab will get me.  Then I shall have died of living too much.”

He died in 1964, on his son’s 12th birthday.

As much as I love the Bond books, and the Bond movies, I find it especially intriguing that the same man who gave us Dr. No, Goldfinger, and Thunderball, wrote Chitty Chitty Bang Bang!

Chitty Chitty Bond Bond!

Casual Conversation…

…can kill you.

In the 1990s, I worked for one of the best managers ever!

His name was Dan Bigbie, he remains a friend, and he taught me a great deal.

One of the many brilliant statements he used to make was, “Casual conversation can kill you.”

He’s right.

I have from time to time, spouted off, expressed myself, said what I thought, and spoken UP on a topic.

I learned the lesson from him, heeded his words, but…sometimes, I like everyone else fail.

MSNBC’s Ed Schultz, was suspended this week for calling Laura Ingrham, a very conservative talking head talk show host, a “right wing slut”.

He was on air.

That was casual.

And it was tacky.

He did appologize, saying, “What I said was terribly vile.”

Yes Ed, it was.

I, like many others, catch myself thinking something, and when it comes out realizing that it sounded a great deal better while it was in my head.

But, once it’s uttered, or once I’ve spoken UP, it can’t be unsaid.

So, there’s often explaining, correcting, interpreting, and yes, tap-dancing involved.

Serious tap-dancing.

That’s where Mr. Schultz, a well respected journalist…gosh, that was hard to say…finds himself.

I think, simply, this time, it was his choice of word.

“Slut”. 

If he were talking about a man, and had said, “Right wing bastard.”, no one would have blinked.

But, Slut, is pretty insulting.

Dictionary.com says:  a dirty, slovenly woman, an immoral or disolute woman; prostitute.

Ms. Ingrham is none of that.

The word itself:  c.1400, “a dirty, slovenly, or untidy woman,” probably comes from a dialectal German word, Schlutt.  It may have been a family surname.

Who knows, they may have run the Best Little Whorehouse in Bavaria!

The Swedes used the word, slata for idle woman, the Dutch, slodder, but no one really knows for sure where it came from.

Geoffrey Chaucer, who all of us suffered through read in high school,  uses sluttish  (late 14c.) in reference to the appearance of an untidy man.

Hard pieces in a bread loaf from imperfect kneading were called slut’s pennies.  

In the 18th century, it began to mean, “woman of loose character, bold hussy”.

We use it today, to dis anyone we find objectionable.  Slutty clothes, slutty look, slutty girl.

It’s not a pretty word.  Yes, I’ll admit, when Dan Ackroyd said, “Jane, you ignorant slut!” on SNL back when it was still funny in the 1970s, we all roared.

However, in today’s PC world, it’s a pretty ugly thing to say.  Especially on air, and about a peer.

So, as I say to myself every freakin’ day of my life once in a while,  don’t go there, I say to Ed, don’t go there again.

It was casual, it was curt, it was churlish, and it can cost ya!