Showing posts with label Coolness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Coolness. Show all posts

Sunday, July 29, 2012

Fuck Sorry

     As many of you may have heard, a couple days ago a goddamn, shithead stand-up comedian had the balls to go out and do a fucking stand-up comedy...THING involving the horrific shooting spree that happened at the premiere of The Dark Night Rises at a movie theater in Aurora, Colorado on July 20.  Here's that comedian now.


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Yeah, I know! Too soon, right? Jon Stewart made those remarks a scant three days after the tragedy in Colorado. And he wasn't the only offender. Thirty minutes after Jon Stewart made his remarks another stand-up comic got on TV and did the same fucking thing.
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     Right, Stephen Colbert also used the Colorado shooting in his act. What a dick, right? How dare he?

      I realize that Stewart and Colbert were NOT mocking the shooting itself or the victims. No one made a joke about people who don't know how to duck. No one made a joke about how, when it comes to jokes, comic book fans are "easy targets." Stewart and Colbert were just mentioning the shooting so they could analyze, deconstruct and reveal the laughable failing of American media and our political system. But still, they did it in a comedy setting. Again, too soon, right? How dare they use that horrific incident to make people laugh. Three days is way to soon to do jokes about a tragedy of this magnitude.

     I will admit that I find it odd that no one (not just "no ONE," but no giant mass of internet trolls or lifeless TMZ wannbe reporters) came out to wag their giant, throbbing rage induced hard-ons at Jon Stewart and Stephen Colberts' twitter profiles and demand that Comedy Central fire them immediately, have them hanged at dawn and see their hearts served on a plate to the hungry lynch mob.

  Odd indeed considering that a few days after the Stewart\Colbert airing, Dane Cook got on stage at the Laugh Factory and said...
“So I heard that the guy came into the theater about 25 minutes into the movie,” said Cook. “And I don’t know if you’ve seen the movie, but the movie is pretty much a piece of crap. Yea, spoiler alert...I know that if none of that [the shooting] would have happened, pretty sure that somebody in that theater, about 25 minutes in, realizing it was a piece of crap, was probably like ‘ugh f**king shoot me."

     And then the internet went insane.  


     Now, again, Dane Cook isn't making fun of the deaths of innocent human beings.  He's making fun of the movie itself and he's making fun the saying "just shoot me," which is a saying people throw around when they're bored like it's candy on Halloween.

      But the weird thing for me is that people are really, really pissed at Dane Cook and no one said a word about Stephen Colbert or Jon Stewart.

      Why?

       I mean, Dane Cook's joke was weak and obvious and lacking the flare and grace that Stewart and Colbert exhibited in their performances, sure, (I mean, seriously Dane, if your punch line is the name of a shitty sitcom, isn't that your first clue that you're phoning it in?) but was it really offensive to the degree that people should attack him online, forcing him to apologize?

      No.  Fuck off, no.  Here's why.

      I'm a comedian.  Before I was a comedian I worked in a hospital as a nursing assistant four about seven years (4 1/2 in a hospital for the criminally insane and 3 1/2 in general medicine).  I've seen people die.  I haven't just seen people die, I've felt people die.  Some of them died under my hands, literally.

     I know what it feels like when a man's ribs break under my hands while I'm performing CPR chest compressions continuously  until my arms and shoulder are so tired that I think my arms are just going to fall off.

     And then I watched the doctor call time of death and realized it was for all nothing.  I tried so hard to save that guy.  Me and all the nurses and doctors and specialists.  We tried so hard and now he's gone.  

     If you don't know what that feels like, allow me to clue you in.

     It fucking sucks.

     But that was the job and we did it every night.  I did it for seven years.  A lot of people do it for life.

     Do you know how we got through it without going absolutely bug- fuck crazy?

    We made jokes.

    Here's a few we made about people who died under our care;

    "Hey, were you really just giving that old man mouth-to-mouth or did you slip him the tongue?"

    "Thank God, Ms. Henderson passed away.  Now I don't have to strangle the bitch."

    There was on diabetic who had lost both legs.  After he died a nurse made the joke, "Now he'll never play third base."

    We didn't wait a week out of respect for the dead to tell these jokes after some one passed.  Hell, some of us didn't bother with seven seconds.  In the hospital, we riffed on what we thought was funny as it popped into our heads in real time.  Fuck what the rest of the world may think.  

    Bare in mind, these were just jokes.  In the hospital I worked at, people who did a shit job taking care of their patients got ratted out by their coworkers.  Any one caught physically harming their coworkers (which happened) got a punching in the head from their coworkers (which, I'm glad to say, also happened).  Because at the end of the day we were there to make the world a little less shitty for people who were having a shitty day.  We had no absolutely no tolerance for people who made things worse for patients.

     But those among us who were still dedicated to caring for and helping the sick, well...the good guys among us, we still had our jokes.

     Because it still sucks to deal with other peoples' shitty day on a regular basis and all we had were each other and you can't just not talk about it, and you can't just spend your whole night talking about how bad it sucks.

     So you make jokes.

     Are those jokes fucked up?

     Yes!

     Are we, as people who work in the medical profession, a bunch of sick motherfuckers for mocking the passing of the sick and elderly?

     Yeah, obviously, you have to be to want a job dealing with human suffering, but you know what....
   
 
 



       It's not a mental sickness that lets us make light of human suffering.  It's not a failing on our part. It's not that we lack sensitivity. It's a mental wellness that drives that type of humor. Without that we could never do our jobs.  This ability to laugh at the tragic and the horrible is what will see us through to the other side of the motherfucking apocalypse. Those of you who are angry at Dane Cook obviously do not possess this skill.
Comedians are the guys who are trying to teach that skill to everyone. If you work in medicine you're exposed to death all the time.  And you have to see the funny in it or you'll go nuts.  If you're a regular human and you just watch the news, you're still exposed to death all the time, but you only feel it when the media tells you to.

      As did National Celebrity Examiner and apparent moron (moron for no reason other than that I disagree with her), Jodi Jill said;

      "While it hardly seems fathomable that someone would so quickly reflect on a massacre like the situation in Colorado, it goes to show that contemporary comedians find human tragedy a place to discover a laugh. In the case of Dane Cook, it seems his apology falls short and his original words still hit home."

     Nah, fuck it.  She's just a moron.

    What you need to remember is that on the day you die, you don't want your mom and dad crying at your funeral.  You would much prefer them laughing and enjoying their lives. Just as the dead would now love to see you enjoying yours.
You need guys like Dane Cook and Stephen Colbert and Jon Stewart and Daniel Tosh and Bill Hicks and George Carlin and countless others to take horrible shit in the world and turn it into something you can find joy in.  You NEED those guys. Their job is to take all the horrible in the universe and give you another way of looking at it.  Because if you only look at the Aurora, CO shooting the way the news gives it to you then the only story you're getting is, "Hey, bad shit happened.  Now buy Coke, eat at McDonalds and vote like we tell you.  You're FREE!!!!"

Horseshit.

We need guys and gals who can take the worst things in the universe and put a spin on them that's not directed by a pre-existing political narrative presented by the six or seven companies that control all of what we get to hear in America.

They show us what's ridiculous in our collective thinking and by doing so, they show us how we can think differently.


     And that's why I think it's bullshit that Dane Cook felt the need to apologize for what he said at the Laugh Factory.

     Fuck sorry.  

Thursday, July 19, 2012

Never Miss Out On a Good Time Because of a Little Self-Respect




For me the funniest bit was when I said the first time I masturbated was May 15th at 3AM.  Some one in the audience went, "Seriously?"  At the time I thought she reacted to the fact that I knew the exact time and date(which I really don't).

Watching the video, I now realize she said, "seriously" because I forgot to say May 15th of what year!  She probably thought I meant last May 15th.  I'll either have to correct that or use it.

I hope no one judges this set on crowd response.  There were maybe ten people in the bar at the time of my performance.  Once upon a time, performing for a crowd that size would have made me more nervous than playing to a crowd of fifty or a hundred people.

Lately, I've been feeling the honey badger-like apathy toward getting laughs.  A lot of people don't laugh at my material.  A LOT!  Some boo, some cringe, some scowl.

No one looks bored.  No one ignores.

I'll take that.

Oh, and speaking of honey badgers.  You remember when I did that set about a friend of mine who was suffering from breast cancer.  Of course, you don't.  No one saw that.  Well, here it is again.

I would just like to say that my friend, who has been nicknamed the Honey Badger ('cause, in case you hadn't heard, the Honey Badger just don't give a FUUUUUUCK!), is no longer a breast cancer victim, but a breast cancer SURVIVOR.

She had her surgery this past Monday and is now cancer free.  Two hours after her surgery she woke from her drugged-out, post-op haze just long enough to flash a crowd of friends and family a doofy two thumbs up and a big shit eating grin before passing out again.

I know people say this all the time, but after the last seven months of hell that girl has been through, watching her smile like that at that exact moment...well, you really, really just had to be there.

Thank you for getting through this, HB.  The world is so much more interesting with you in it.

Sunday, March 25, 2012

New Segment Titled "Here's How Big Of A Piece of Shit I Am."

This may not be my best work, but I'm proud of it anyway.



This, on the other hand, may have been my finest hour. Or finest five minutes. Whatever.



If you like what you see here and you're in the area come out to Eastside Tavern in Columbia, MO. It's technically an open mic night, but with the regular comics we have it's more like a fucking SHOW. So get your ass out there. Free show. Cheap drinks. Solid comics.

And if you're not in the area go check out Bill Donald's Youtube page and see some of the other comics I work with.

Or don't. See if I care.

Friday, July 1, 2011

Link Love

Here are two reasons why I keep Warrenellis.com as my home page.

One; Anyone else here a Garth Ennis fan? If so, prepare to orgasm. If you're not a fan of Garth Ennis you need to get to work on that. Ennis is the genius comic book writer known for Preacher, The Boys, Crossed, Hitman, and defining runs on Hellblazer and The Punisher. I'll always love him as the guy who wrote that one book where the cannibal made a pair of underwear out of some guys face and wore them so that his balls hung out the mouth. Hmm...yeah, that was in Crossed.

Now Garth brings us this.



Note the words "written and directed by Garth Ennis"? Garth made a movie! A ZOMBIE MOVIE! If that's not enough awesome to leave you giggling with anticipation for hours then you are wrong, my friend.


STITCHED is set to premiere at the San Diego Comic Con July 21, but you can already order a your copy of the DVD. Full details here.


Moving on. Also found on Warren's site is this little bit of casual shenanigans. I'm not going into detail on this other than to say that it is an actual letter dated December, 1998 written by one of every one's heroes and it contains the line, "You are a computer salesman - I am fucking JAMES BOND." Just go read it.


Also, I've been listening to Michelle Bachmann's inane cerebral palsy-esq face noise ever since some suit somewhere decided that there wasn't enough Palin in the world. Like most right thinking people, I tend to laugh uncontrollably and throw feces at her whenever she opens her mouth. This is awkward for me since I usually see her on TV, but that's another story. I was only just able to keep my steaming monkey turds to myself when I saw this bit on Jimmy Kimmel Live. I give you the Michelle Bachmann Story of American History complete with more Jabba the Hutt than they gave you in high school.


And finally, just because you need to see it again, technically this is a Bruno Mars video, but in my heart it's a Leonard Nimoy video because he is most definitely the coolest fucking thing about this song.





Thursday, June 23, 2011

I don't know if anyone has heard me openly scream my massive love for Jon Stewart and all the people who work at the Daily Show. But here is an example of Jon and staff burning a new asshole in the forehead of hypocrisy.





Laugh all you want. But be pissed. Jon makes his money from comedy. But comedy comes from truth. And the truth is we deserve better...from everything. Shit. It's a capitalist nation. that means we're paying for it. why can't we demand better?

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Photos That Put a Smile on My Face

Normal stupidity will begin shortly or when I fucking feel like it. In the meantime here are some shiny things to distract you.




I know at least one of you who remembers that photo; "Fuck you! I'm an anteater!" If not, google it.






Also, here's a pic from a protest at the Amona Outpost in West Bank. Found here at Cracked.


Grandma to Massive herd of riot cops; "Come get some!"





Finally, here's this. Why? Because AWWWW! That's why.



Friday, February 4, 2011

Things I Can See From Under the Snowpocalypse

I've spent the last four days barricaded inside my apartment as my city and state were slowly buried under enough snow to lightly blanket a small moon. I'm happy to report that I managed to avoid the most horrific horrors inherent in shitty Missouri weather (i.e. people who need help shoveling their driveways.) Now that I've freed myself (mostly) from my white, fluffy prison let us see what the Internet has to offer by way of amusement.

Research uses quantum mechanics to melt glass at absolute zero
If you put the word "quantum" in front of anything I usually reply with either, "Der, guh, brain hurty" or "Wow. Could I use that to blow shit up?" This article on physorg.com got both reactions at the same time.

First ever aerial footage of uncontacted Amazon tribe released
Living in Media Saturation land, it's somehow comforting to know that we really haven't been everywhere and done it all. Unfortunately, these uncontacted Brazilian tribes are about to get done the same way "civilization" has been doing indigenous people since we showed up some five-hundred years ago as logging companies from the Peru side of the border are encroaching on their homelands. I recommend checking out the video as our first glimpse might be your last chance to see. Found via Hacker News

Of course, I have to include this because...well, obviously.

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Ohhhh!!!! While I'm here, has anyone seen Buried yet? No? You're in for a treat. Ryan Reynolds is trapped in a coffin, buried alive. That is the entire plot. Beautiful in its simplicity and terrifying in its execution. This could almost be described as the greatest 90 minute one man play ever, EVER, if not for the fact that the camera and voices on Reynold's cell phone act as characters in their own right. Here, have a trailer.


Which, for some reason the anti-piracy bastards won't allow me to embed here, so I'm just going to give you the link.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

And Another Thing...

It seems I missed one.

This headline from Boing Boing was too good not to post.


"Google won't autocomplete "bittorrent" but will autocomplete "how to kidnap a child"

Things I Can See From Here

It happens every damn time. I come to the coffee shop to get some work done and I end up playing on the Internet. It's my crack. These are the highlights of my browsing session.

First off, yes I realize that this highlight reel to the Tamil film ROBOT, found at Warren Ellis's place, is not in English or even subtitled. Shut up. You don't need it to be. Just watch. If you don't hear your inner five-year-old giggling maniacally half way through, then...I don't know. You're a lost cause. Kill yourself.








Oh, and speaking of five-year-olds here's one with his own webcomic. AXE COP is the story of AXE COP, the COP with a motherfucking AXE, motherfucker! AXE COP began when 5 year old Malachai Nicholle invited his brother, 29 year old comic artist Ethan Nicolle, to play Axe Cop over a Christmas visit. The game turned into a webcomic that young Malachai still scripts while big brother Ethan draws. AXE COP is a subtle reminder that within the mind of every 5-year-old is a serial killer, a cocaine snorting chimpanzee and Quentin Tarantino. It's also undiluted awesomeness on the page. Watch AXE COP defeat a giant robot by hitting it in the head with a baby! See AXE COP fight aliens while riding a flying Tyrannosaurus Rex with Gatling gun arms. Just go read AXE COP. And buy all their crap.







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I'm kinda weird in the respect that I like movies about a bunch of normal guys walking through hellish landscapes that try to kill them every ten steps or so. That said, I'm seein' this. Who's with me?





Finally, "How to Make a Trillion Dollars" is a short article on raptitude.com. It seemed to brighten my day a bit which isn't an easy trick. I can't wait to read more by this writer. He may not be a revolutionary philosopher but definitely a philosopher for the revolution.


"The Man does what he does because he doesn’t know any better — he’s an addict himself, with poor life skills."