A couple weeks ago, Iowa’s racist representative and noted A-hole Steve King said something racist. Well, to be accurate, he Tweeted something racist. But then he followed it up with interviews where he defended his racism. Because that’s what racists do.
Several years ago, Louis CK caused a ripple in the entertainment industry.
He self-financed, recorded, and released a comedy special, then put it on his website for direct download. In doing so, he bypassed all the major TV/movie studios and record labels.
Recently, an article—Why I’ll Never Date a Feminist—went mini-viral.
It wasn’t viral, viral, with all America talking about it like it does football players sitting through the national anthem, but it did make waves. The title alone made all the right people outraged.
(So much so, I have to wonder if the author of the piece wasn’t just trolling for fun.)
Comedians don’t always perform in comedy clubs; we go wherever the paycheck takes us. Given that, I recently had one of the most diverse six-day-spans of my comedy career.
On Sunday, I finished a 4-night run in a major American city. The room was urban, and African-Americans made up 90% (or more) of the audience.
(Point of note: I am a Honkey. Or “Cracker-American,” if we’re being politically correct.)
When did grocery stores stop filling bags to capacity?
I’ll buy three items, and leave with three bags. I don’t know if an old lady complained about her bag being too heavy once, but I actively have to ask the cashiers to fill each bag to it’s limit. Otherwise, if I buy an avocado, a box of cereal, and a yogurt, I’ll walk out with the avocados in one bag, the cereal in another, and the yogurt in a third. All would have fit nicely in one bag, but nope. It’s as if Big Plastic went in and bribed the cashiers to use more product.
In 2007 a friend of mine made a 30-second video and put it on YouTube. It caught the eye of a person of importance, who threw it on to YouTube’s front page. Almost overnight the video racked up one million views, and 2007 was a time when one million views was enormous.
On Saturday February 14, 2015, day of St. Valentine and Year of our Lord respectively, I blew out my vocal cords while performing. I had completed two sold-out shows back-to-back—enthusiastic people laughing and applauding through each of them—and it had been a blast shout-telling my jokes to the fine folks in Myrtle Beach.