In reply to Tom Valentine:
> Ok, I'll try again.
> Thundercat,
> Lusk,
> Lion Bakes,
> Mr Bird
> Dave the Rave and others -
> can any one of you tell me why being trampled to death by cows is a joking matter , whereas being killed by a falling serac isn't?
Hi Tom. You've probably formed the opinion of me that I'm some tosser just out to troll and wind up you and Trangia, but I have spent a good chunk of mental airtime today trying to articulate some sort of answer to your question. (but feel free to think it of me anyway, if you wish?)
I'll admit, it's not easy - I think we all 'know' instincively what is allowed, what is taboo, what is beyond the pale, what is risque, what is approaching the line and what is downright offensive and way over that line - but actually formulating it and coming up with a distinct set of rules is quite difficult. The best I can come up with is 'you just know'. In exactly the same way as I can tell you what type of music I like. I can't tell you why...'I just know'
I have a very dark sense of humour which can veer between the fairly intelligent (sometimes) to the (more often) completely puerile and stupid. Where that stems from, I have no idea. I know that one thing that has always annoyed me growing up is that my family have always had a deep seated, morbid fear of death....talking about death is completely taboo. Relatives get ill, and you hush it up, pretend it's not happening and you never discuss the actual possibility of dying. When relatives die, you grieve in private. Can you believe that my family was so repressed that even talking about life insurance was frowned upon, as if it somehow 'invited' death? And if you ever said things like 'cancer' in the house, it was pretty much a stoning offence. When I moved out, I found myself actively trying to overcompensate a little bit to undo that bad programming. If I got an ache, I would say "Meh, probably cancer" just to get a (hopefully) dark laugh. After twenty years, it's finally starting to work and my mum now just frowns when I do it, rather than making the sign of the evil eye at me. So, progress in a way.
But I'm digressing a little.
I didn't find it particularly funny to find out that a man had died. I found something amusing about the situation. I'd had a conversation a little while back with a friend at work about death and made a comment about 'heroic deaths' - how the thought of a noble death (saving a bus load of children from going over a bridge but dying in the process etc) was one thing, but how I'd probably have some sort of silly death like being killed by a sheep or a cow. So there was a resonance here.
And I'm a sucker for puns. Cow's are an immediate pun magnet. As is cheese. I can cheddar few tears telling cheese puns.
And I find something deeply amusing about cows in general. Once more, I do not know why.
I have no wish to offend friends or family of the deceased - the puns were related to the nature of the incident. Not the chap
I laughed at a joke about Stephen Hawking doing a sample on Radiohead's "Ok Computer" album but being unable to perform on MTV Unplugged. That was me laughing at the situation. I wasn't laughing at Motor Neuron disease.
I laughed at a joke about Jesus being resurrected and trying to catch a smartie in his hands (holes in hands, etc etc etc). It doesn't mean I find the agonising death of crucifixion funny.
There are routines I've heard which have made me shake my head and wrinkle my nose in distaste. Frankie Boyle joking about Downes Syndrome kids. I switched over. Beyond the pale. Someone on a stag do cracked a Madelaine Mccann joke. I put the headphones in. Unacceptable. But who was I to criticise, when I know that I've told jokes that others would find offensive?
Different strokes I guess.
You heard of Terry Schiavo? A horrendous and very divisive case. Did it stop Family Guy doing a comedy number on it? Did it bollocks. "Terry Schiavo, is kind of alive-oh". Massively offensive. But I watched it, and I smiled at the pure shiteness of the situation. Because sometimes it helps to have a dark laugh to take the sting out of a situation. Find it offensive? Switch over.
Would it be funny if a two year old was trampled to death by cows? In my opinion "absolutely not", but that's just my opinion. There will be thousands who will disagree and joke about it. If I was offended, I would leave the forum / room
Would it be funny to crack jokes about the Grenfell Towers fire? I wouldn't. But there will be thousands of people who currently are. I would find it offensive and leave the room.
It's just where my line in the sand is. Different to yours, different to theirs, different to everyone elses. I can't really give a hard and fast rule about "at what age does a person being trampled by cows become funny....10? 20? 37? 75?" Because that's not how it works
Everyone's line in the sand is different. Everyone does something that other people find offensive and in an open, public world like the internet I'm personally trying to let offence and slights wash over me without getting too stressed about it because it's a big place, and it will wear me out otherwise.
As an aside, there's a common turn of conversation that happens in the real world conversations and on forum discussions sometimes, that I find particularly distasteful. It usually starts with some story about a guy getting caught for a crime, and getting sent down for a couple of years, and usually ends with someone saying "hahaha, hope he doesn't drop the soap in the showers", to which everyone else pipes in about "not being able to sit down for a while" and there is much sniggering and nudging of elbows.
It's happened on this forum numerous times, and no one bats an eyelid. Jokes about male rape. When did they become acceptable currency? Jokes about female rape - bad, jokes about male rape, good? Really? REALLY? Massively offensive. But I shrug my shoulders because to criticise someone else poor taste and lack of sensitivity would be to make a hypocrite of myself. So I let it slide.
No one seems to have batted an eyelid about jokes an innuendos concerning male rape, yet a silly serious of puns about cows have kicked up quite a stink.
And breath, Thundercat....
Quite an epic ramble there Tom, I'm sorry. I sat down at the laptop with some nebulous set of thoughts and responses in my head and a real hope that they would coalesce into some sort of reasonable post once I'd started to type, but a long day at work and a few glasses of red wine didn't really help pull it all together.
Suppose I could summarise it by saying that I have a set of values that tells me where the boundary of what is allowed and what isn't is drawn, but that boundary line is arbitrary, hard to define and different to everyone elses. Some people are REALLY f*cking sick with MUCH different boundary lines
But let he who is without sin cast the first stone, eh?
And when did Trangia get his phd and become the world's authority on dark humour and morality?
Ok, that's really just me thinking out loud and typing. You probably think I'm even more of an arse than you did when you first start replying...but I thought I would at least try to give a reasonable and honest response rather than do the usual UKC thing of flinging insults around and starting a flame war. It's probably not answered any of your questions. If you would like to ask a more direct one (or to repeat a previous one) I'll be up for a little while longer...thought getting steadily more drunkerer.
Christ, that's a second post without a cow pun....