What Ever Happened to Everyone’s Sense of Humor?

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Erotic Boutique at the Paris Flea Market

Warning, parts of this essay are intended for a mature audience and may be offensive to some readers.

We are living in some trying times, by golly! Everything is either politically correct or incorrect. What ever happened to poking fun at something for the hell of it without having someone point a finger at you for being rude, crude, and/or barbecued?

Anything that’s sexually connotative is definitely a no-no, especially with all the harassment accusations made against influential and powerful people, their falling from grace at a moment’s notice of impropriety.

Sexual harassment of any kind deserves to be dealt with firmly. Social Media has brought this dilemma to the forefront with the “Me Too” movement, which prompted large numbers of victims to speak up about their unfortunate tales of misdeeds done to them.

The Internet seems to bring out the worst in people. Prior to the Net, any interactions with magazines, newspapers, corporations and non-profit organizations, the rich and famous were made on paper, written by those who wanted to voice their opinions. Letters to the editors appeared in print, but only those of which maintained a standard of decorum.

Now, with the anonymity of the Net’s denizens, comments made on websites and Social Media are filled with political vitriol and hatred. Everything is taken out of context to fit someone’s imprudent agenda.

Today I was reading a post on Twitter about Barbara Bush’s funeral. The following photo was displayed:

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At Barbara Bush’s Funeral

The tweet’s description of the picture stated, “Barbara Bush’s Secret Service detail, several of whom have been been with her for decades, refuse to leave her side until she is buried. Very powerful.”

One of the comments made with regards to the photo showed the poster’s ignorance, and an example of today’s typical decorum on the Internet. The post read, “Surely, members of Hillary’s various details will do the same when the time comes. Only difference being that they’ll do so just to verify that she’s really dead.”

As a response to that, a woman commented, which expresses my opinion exactly, [sic] “Damn, even on this sad occasion, saying good bye to an amazing, classy, loving wife, mother and dedicated American, you need to bring HATE and Politics into it. SHAME ON YOU!!!”

So what has happened to everyone’s sense of humor? It’s become twisted to suit their own agenda, but one shouldn’t be chastised for bawdy, good-natured humor.

For instance, this evening I was chatting with a lady friend via Twitter’s direct-messaging service about a video I had posted, which, to me, was pretty funny. Only one of my followers reacted to the tweet with a “like.” That made me think of the title for this week’s tirade. Our silly conversation went as follows.

“Not going to show that to my cats just in case they use it to get my attention. Don’t laugh, but my oldest daughter taught Toby the Tonkinese to watch her iPad,” she texted.

“Hahaha, that’s funny. Hopefully your daughter hadn’t caught the cat looking at kitty porn, lmao.”

“No, chasing fish is fun. I got a good giggle about a sex-toys ad on F.B.”

I responded:

Talking about sex toys, I’m editing and adding illustrations to my first novel based on a 30-day trip I took to England and Europe, making a second edition out of it. In one chapter, photos of a sex-toy shop and erotic boutique where a friend and I stopped into at the Paris Flea Market are being added. Here’s a shot I took of a display case found in there. Hope this doesn’t offend you:

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“That is an amazing display, much more interesting than the outlandish plastics things these days. No I am very broadminded. My mind is like sponge that never stops soaking up information,” she said.

Now that’s what I call “Good-natured and Bawdy!” See that? No politics are involved either.

Thanks for stopping in and for your continued support.

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About Mike Slickster

As an early retiree with an honorary doctorate degree from the proverbial "School of Hard Knocks," this upcoming author with a lot of free time on his hands utilizes his expansive repertoire for humorous yet tragic, wildly creative writing that contains years of imaginative fantasy, pure nonsense, classic slapstick, extreme happiness and searing heartbreak; gathered by a wealth of personal experiences throughout his thrilling—sometimes mundane or unusually horrid—free-spirited, rock-'n'-roller-coaster ride around our beloved Planet Earth. Mike Slickster's illustrious quest continues, living now in Act Three of his present incarnation, quite a bit on the cutting edge of profundity and philosophical merriment as seen through his colorful characters, most notably evident in the amusing Thirty Days Across the Big Pond series, all of which can be found at Lulu.com.
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