Some words on why being offended by jokes is perhaps missing the bigger picture.
This just popped up as a Facebook memory. I wrote it on the day of her death. Trust me the sentiment still stands.
BYE BYE THATCHER
(Sung to the tune of Bye Bye Blackbird)
Cut back all our care and dole
So much woe
No tears to show
Bye Bye Thatcher
When nobody weeps for thee
On the street protesters meet
Bye bye Thatcher
You showed us no love or understanding
So Satan’s mark upon your arse is branded
Get out of bed, fight and strike
Go rioting ‘till late at night
Thatcher Bye bye
It’s interesting when you go to the cash machine and one of the options is, would you like an advice slip. The thing is it’s not really advice is it? It’s just the correct information about the precarious state of your financial affairs.
If it was advice it would say something like…ah well…you’re fucked. But it isn’t all your fault.
The reason for your financial distress is our governments have sold themselves out to large corporations.
These corporations are moving cheap labour all around the globe which results in wage stagnation and push down economics.
They have no interest in your financial welfare. They are designed to push for maximum profits at a great cost to human welfare.
These profits are then divided among a small group of share holders and directors while you the worker get pushed further and further into almost slave like conditions.
You have one of two choices in this situation. You can stick your head in the sand until they take the last of your rights from you…or…you can unite, take up arms and tear down your oppressors.
Now that would be advice.
just wrote a wee thing that made my wife laugh…It’s never been tried on stage so blame her…
CHURCH OF SCOTLAND MINISTER…
In Scotland we used to have a show called Late Call. And it was a wee five minute slot that came on at the end of the night in which a Church of Scotland minister would come on and try and give you some life advice via some religious metaphor. They’d say things like.
“You know my son came to me the other day after he had been on the internet…and he said to me…Is God everywhere daddy? I said yes he is son. god is indeed everywhere. And he said…So…Is God like Wi-Fi then daddy?
So I thought about that for a minute…And in a way yes he is. God is very much like Wi-Fi…Which is probably why they don’t get him in Grimsby..hahaha…of course that was a little joke…
But yes God is like Wi-Fi and of course like all Wi-Fi he has a password…
But maybe you’re using the wrong password. Say for example if your password is something like Asian Babes Anal Calamity. Then that’s the very much wrong password.
Let me perhaps give you a wee bit guidance. You know I typed the words God Almighty into Google the other day and I got three top answers.
1.Is God Almighty real,
2. Is God Almighty the movie based on fact?
and 3. God almighty what’s the cure for an itchy scrotum?
Now the second two are much easier to answer than the first one. But if you have the right password then you can answer that first ever so big question…and I’m going to give you the password now…the password is of course faith.
Although if you type that into Google it does tend to go straight to the website of Faith Paloma…that’s the wrong one. Lovely as she is…
But I’d like if I can to finish tonight’s Late Call with a wee joke…It’s not my joke…it’s one I got off the internet…
There was a Jewish man praying at the Wailing Wall in Jerusalem. The Wailing Wall is of course a traditional place of worship in the Jewish tradition…Everyday they go there for a good old wail…which I suppose makes sense…they’re always moaning about something…hahaha…Anyway this Jewish man is working himself up into quite the religious fervour when a tourist comes by and asks him what he’s doing?
He replies, Every day my son I come here to pray. I pray for an end to war, I pray for an end to hunger and more than anything I pray for an end to this terrible situation between the Jew and the Arab.
So the tourist asks…and does that work.
To which the Jewish man replies…what do you think? I’m talking to a wall.