Death of Sex, Comedy

 

Life sux, and then they put you on life support! Everyone who still has a mother, take on step forward – not so fast Mr. Jones! Ah, comedy, once we loved it, now we can live without it. Sitcoms are boring, jokes aren’t funny; we’d rather watch the news and play video games. And Sex? What was that? Nowadays, if I can’t eat it, I don’t want it. Actually, I mean if it doesn’t provide actual nourishment (and taste good) I don’t want it – if it does I’ll probably eat it. (IT meaning food.) Is it just me? Have I finally grown up?

I’d call it fin du cycle ennui if I actually knew what that meant. It’s just that the cruel strictures of sex and comedy upon my psyche have been suddenly released, and I don’t know what to do with myself. If it wasn’t for Sports, I don’t think there’d be anything of meaning left for me at all. I don’t think that man is designed for this kind of total freedom. In fact, since my wife left me, I haven’t gone to work even once. I just can’t get up in time or find any clean clothes. Was it Dostoyevsky who said “Life is like a talking donut?” or was he the one with the giant cockroach?

Sex, Comedy Losing Popular Appeal

 

It seems that sex and comedy, two of the most popular human outlets for excess nervous energy in the past 30 or so years, are finally losing popularity. According to new research, people are becoming sexually active later, and losing interest in sex younger, than ever before. Some men as young as 56 have reported that they are “glad to be finished with it” (sex), and “ready to get into something new.” Well, apparently that something new will not be comedy, which also seems to be losing ground in the competition for keeping-away-ennui market share. “I’m still going to Comedy Clubs, and I’m still laughing at the jokes” says long time giggle freak Jimmy Despoti, only now I’m asking myself “why was that funny? Or “What is humor, anyway?  Last night I went to a club, there was hardly anybody there, some fat chick was up on stage crying, and a Mai-Tai was $11.50. What’s up with that?”



Sex and Comedy Hit Brand New Lows


Once thought of as very popular, even essential to the human psyche, both sex and stand up comedy have now fallen so low in popular opinion polls that they are both practically off the radar of “things to do when you’re bored.” On the other hand, both pets and anime (An oriental form of cartoon) have added to their already swollen popularity and seem about to burst upon the scene, making a sticky mess of everything that’s not already swaddled in defensive plastic covering. For sex, which doesn’t belong to us anyway but is imposed on us by nature for it’s own sick purposes, the downturn of interest can be seen as cyclical, as it is bound to happen every 10,000 years or so that nature becomes less interested in species that she’s already developed and begins to reserve creative energies for more exotic projects. Hopefully, we will survive that. However, no one can explain why comedy may have fallen into such disfavor since it is entirely a passive engagement involving no sweating, gyrating or oozing of goo. In fact, most people at Comedy clubs spend all their time eating and drinking like shameless pigs. Well, maybe we are shameless pigs, Mr. Mel Silverberg, but since when DOES IT COST 11.50 FOR A FU*KING MAI-TAI THAT HAS HARDLY ANY BOOZE IN IT? HUH?