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Editorial: When It Stops Being Funny
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| Joe Wecker |
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| Harold Staff Reporter |
If late-night show hosts do it, it has to
be funny! That seems to be the conclusion of thirty or so campers
who last night incorporated Michael Jackson jokes into their
skits. Many of these jokes were spoofed, harmless, mildly amusing
cultural references, but others were less benign.
Sexual abuse of children, including the alleged
kind, is a heartbreaking and disorienting topic, and the students
at camp know it. I am confident that the intention of the actors
was not to make light of a heinous crime that ruins lives, but
merely to provide some light teasing of a public figure. Michael
Jackson jokes are well-worn and familiar, and easy to fall back
on when brainstorming doesn’t produce something original. A
few of the Michael Jackson jokes last night were actually clever
witticisms that mocked society, the media, or the justice system,
and they did an excellent job of walking a fine line. But featuring
a crying mother who says, “He touched my little boy!” in a comedy
skit is disrespectful and disturbing, though I believe accidentally
so.
However, though I doubt that the campers
anticipated the feeble silence that greeted this line, they
are all bright, aware, and old enough to know better. Every
year that I have come to camp there have always been a couple
of skits that stepped over the line, and that’s o.k., as long
as they are used as learning experiences for future years. Because
in the end, we’re funnier than that. –Nina Neff
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Satori Harold
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