This is not a political
post rant. But perhaps it very well could be due to the nature of my rant post.
During my monthly mom’s group – attendance was low. End of school events as well as picture perfect weather led some of the women to more exciting things on Thursday afternoon. Topics varied from school calendar changes (still wish King’s Dominion rule -ruled) to teachers permitting phones in classrooms (insert frown) to the Kathy Griffin disaster.
I’m not a Kathy Griffin fan, never was. Maybe it’s because she is so loud. Like some of the other women comedians that have that raw gruff mannerism and voices. I love humor. I’ve always found silliness to be the best comic. (can you say Seinfeld) I enjoy a good comedy – movie or TV show. But lately for me I’ve found comic relief has lost it’s silly. The “fun humor” has disappeared. Comedy has lost its funny.
When I watched the news clip of Ms. Griffin, at first I wasn’t sure what she was holding in her hand…..what was it suppose to be. Until I hit the rewind button on my remote. What. Just. Happened? This is not a Democratic or Republican response to what I witnessed. It’s not a Independent or Libertarian response. My response to what I watched – then read – then listened again via radio felt almost as if someone got it wrong. Ms. Griffin was hacked. She wouldn’t have gone there. Holding a “decapitated” head of any President is wrong. WRONG. And please don’t remind me of what happened to Mr. Obama while he was in office…I remember quite well the nasty images.
As my group discussed this image that Mr. Trump’s young son apparently saw either on the news, social media….. does it even matter how he saw it…… my question was/is to those who are throwing this out like a wet napkin….. how and when did comedy become so angry and hateful. Tearing people down has become the new comedy. Yes, poking fun at people has been stand up comedy dating back to the 1900’s if not earlier. But raw unfiltered anger and disgrace. Violence. Isn’t this the same lesson we are trying to teach our young children of tomorrow to not place upon others? Does the word Bully ring a bell? And let us not forget the gruesome images of the men having swords at their heads – the orange jump suits – the images.
Is this what is truly in their hearts?
But allow me to back up to [us] adults. We have invited this style into our homes. We applaud the humor that pokes and jabs and stabs. The kind that may hurt. Does hurt. We forget that poking and jabbing a person as an adult may just be one too many pokes and jabs. Words. Vicious painful words. Why have we invited this sense of humor into our lives? When did we give permission to attack an innocent kid? I may not agree with Mr. Trump. I may not even care for the man. But do I wish him dead? Am I filling the same cup of ignorance and hatred that he may have filled, and served to those he hurt? What about Ms. Griffin? Am I drinking from her Kool-Aid dispenser. God, I hope not.
No. I’m not.
I was surrounded by Asian-Indian, Black, Caucasian, and a very proud Bostonian. As we sat in silence thinking about what [we] adults permitted to brew in our bubbles…..our safe havens…..our lives…..one by one…..we began to cry silently. I love my bubble. My community. My friends who support one another. I have a pretty wonderful life. I’m blessed. And I’m happy.
Perhaps those who find their comic relief to humiliate are finding their happiness in the dark depths. And I feel very sad for them. This isn’t a jab or poke at Ms. Griffin and Mr. Trump. This is for all of us who find dark humor to be the new normal comic relief.
A very kind and wise Assistant Principal told a group of third graders; “sticks and stones may break bones, but words do hurt…..they hurt inside your heart.”
And I’ll end here.