Comics reached a new low at the Golden Globes the other week when comic actress Amy Schumer told the viewing public in a televised interview that her vagina itched.
I decided to check the meaning of wit: quick and inventive verbal humor.
Quick? Ok, that’s quick.
Inventive and humor? Not so much.
She reminded me of little kids being naughty, like when they say things like “Poop! poop! poop!”
It wasn’t wit and it wasn’t even funny.
It was vulgar.
Comedy today is really in the toilet. There seems to be a great deal of pride taken in being able to say penis and vagina out loud and for some reason, some people consider that funny. In my family, those terms were said out loud regularly, but as descriptors, not as childish humor.
I don’t know why it would be considered funny to say on TV that one’s vagina itched. Silly and childish? Yes. Funny, No. Appropriate? Not at all.
Say what you will about Lenny Bruce’s blue humor, but he was a social critic and satirist. There was some intelligence behind the shock value of his humor.
I’ve never been a fan of Amy Schumer, to begin with. But she pretty much cemented that attitude with her immature comment at the Golden Globes.
As the Dowager Countess once said, “Vulgarity is no substitute for wit.”
It’s no substitute for real comedy either.