Trevor Noah and the Bullshit Concept of Offensive Comedy

The myth that comedy will inevitably be offensive.

I just recovered from a near-fatal bout of sickness brought on by what I believe to have been over-buttered mac n’ cheese and I’m writing this on a whim, so bear with me.

If you haven’t heard, it recently came to light that a prominent comedian made a joke at the expense of Aboriginal women and amidst the backlash defend it by saying that he never meant to cause offense. Oh, well that makes it better–because, after all, comedy will always be offensive to someone, right?


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Prejudice & Pinterest

Prejudice & Politics pinboard on Pinterest

Ever wanted to know what Japan’s or France’s aesthetic is? Now you never have to wonder. P&P has joined Pinterest! Pinning alongside moms and vegans, I’ve created a variety of boards to represent the interests of many of your favorite(?) characters. While each board features fashion, food, and travel, some boards offer an aesthetic unique to the character’s personality.

America’s board, for example, is filled with amazing junk food. Austria indulges in the classier side of life, with jewelry and music. Japan loves video games, while Canada likes to fill her board with cute ‘n cozy stuff. India loves vibrant and warm colors, and Russia has a suspicious love for leather. You’ll also notice that sometimes countries will pin things from other cultures, and that’s to celebrate cultural exchange and friendship.

While not every board is updated daily, you’re bound to find something cool with each new pin. So, why not follow us on Pinterest? If nothing else, do it for South Korea because her board is filled with puppies and kittens. Puppies and kittens.

An open letter to weeaboos (from Japan, with love)

Dear “Weeaboos,”

There is a problem.

It occurred to me when America walked into our meeting earlier today wearing a kimono. He asked me if I was ‘daijoubu.’ Oh, I thought, he must be interested in learning my language. “Nah, I can learn all the Japanese I need to from watching anime,” he said, dashing my hopes and heightening my anxiety.

He talked about Jrock and cherry blossoms throughout the meeting. He offered me Pocky. “Please get serious, America,” I told him. My worst fears were confirmed when he invited me to his ‘Nartuo viewing party’ and said he’d be serving only ramen and mochi ice cream.

I don't even like pocky.
I don’t even like Pocky.

Upon further research, I was appalled.

I understand and fail to be surprised by your interest in my language, traditions, and cartoons. However, your cultural fetishism makes me… uncomfortable, at best. Imagine this scenario, if you will:

An extra-terrestrial lifeform visits you. You share glimpses of your culture with him, and he likes it. He picks up on specific things–slang, fast food, and old Western films. He starts injecting words like “swag,” “dude,” and “bro” into all of his sentences even when they don’t make sense. He refuses to eat anything other than McDonald’s and apple pie. When out in public, he always wears a cowboy hat and boots and greets everyone he meets with a very try-hard, “Howdy y’all!” He won’t shut up about how cool rap music is, and listens to it loudly while driving (and this really annoys the other drivers).

Okay, the pie does look good.
Okay, apple pie is good.

He ends up forgetting that you’re a person. That you’re more than a fun language or a kind of TV show or a type of food. He doesn’t honor the struggles you’ve been through, nor the historical accomplishments of your people. Therein lies the problem.

To end in a language that I know you will understand,

~nyaaaa ^-^ Please respect my culture XDD arigotou gozaimasuuuu!!! ~


Check out Behind the Scenes for a fun explanation of this story’s historical and political references.