Homo eroticism has infiltrated the failed fraternity pledges like a circle jerk. Using it as a scapegoat to actually be who we are born to be. No more phony slogans. I can take us to Zion and be like Frodo and throw the ring of darkness into the pit of Fire. Satire is silencing our voice while cue cards are rigging the system. Like gerbils in a wheel with the wool pooled over our eyes so we cannot see the truth. As a redeemer I can lead us into the light. To many others dismay. I was just trying to put my foot down and say to the system Enough is enough. The spectators are turning against the corporations by caging themselves and bending over backward and forward. Inflatable clowns. I am the first to actually take a stand and not repeat any of my material. So no one can claim I stole the jokes or that I’m not original. However a lot of these toxic man children have monopolized the system by claiming comedians cannot bomb. And that bombing is against the rules. If this were the case we wouldn’t have had Andy Kaufman. Leo Gallagher. Larry David. Takes one to Know one. An age old idiom slash hyperbole. It brings a tear to my eye. Too politically correct and you’re a Trump supporter. If politically incorrect then you sold out. Quote on quote. Paying tribute, respect and homage to the columbian Necktie… The idea originally for Stand up comedy was to appoint a court jester. Officially birthed In the 1920s in the island of Manhattan and yet the majority of people still prefer the shock value of low brow toilet humor. Apples for oranges. When the puns are high brow they go over our Head. You can assuage a mobile but can you assuage a crowd. Even a motivational speaker has a breaking point. Scalding but yet left unscathed. So maybe in ten hundred years time my people will understand what I was trying to do! Plug the gap so to speak.
