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I made mention to some folks the other day that I have a habit of collecting jokes that are awful, disgusting, and tasteless. Really, many of them can only loosely be called "jokes" since the primary reaction isn't laughter. Or, if it is, it's not laughing at the humor, it's a kind of startled, disbelieving laughter that people can come up with such perverse things. (Yeah, I know, it's a bizarre hobby. Well, at least I don't correspond with serial killers in prison like you do. Yeah, you, over there.)
In any case, I'm going to share one of these terrible jokes because I think it accurately illustrates how I--and I suspect many others--are feeling these days. Then I'm going to expound a lot and hopefully come to some kind of coherent point.
Brace yourself.
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