Divine comedy


How do we explain the laughter and applause of the audiences who listen to the filthy and agenda driven hate of Stephen Colbert and Kathy Griffin? It is because they are conditioned to laugh much like Pavlov’s dog who salivated when he heard the bell and then was given a treat.

Jack Kerouac, a well-traveled commentator of the American Scene, remarked, “This is the story of America. Everybody is going around doing what they think they are supposed to do.”

These new age millennials have never had any real life experiences or had to struggle to make ends meet, so they don’t understand humor simply because they can’t relate to it. Their ignorance is compounded by their laziness and stupidity.

For example, during the first part of the 20th century, much of the Jewish humor sprang from the sweat shops in New York’s garment district and found its way to burlesque, Vaudeville and the great resort hotels in the Catskills, such as Grossingers and the Concord. With the advent of television came the great comedians, Jack Benny, Henny Youngman, Milton Berle and George Burns.

Much of the Irish humor came from their drinking and their jobs as policemen and their political shenanigans. A lot of Polish and Italian humor came out of the jobs in the steel mills, coal mines and meat packing houses.

The humor of Carol Burnett, Red Skelton and Tim Conway was often self-deprecating but we all could relate to it. Every profession, whether it’s truck driving, operating machines, welding or carpentry, has aspects of humor.

These so called comedians we have today are uncreative simply because they’ve never been around. Foul language, sexual jokes and hate driven political speech have replaced the humor of our heartland.

It’s a tragedy that our humor had devolved into personal attacks, gotcha games and political correctness.

Lloyd Beresford