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If you think this is funny.. you’re mentally regressed. This is such a sad attempt at humor from the plaque tooth Brit’s stop trying comedy yall haven’t been good since jester era
She is not from India. Infact she is white and wearing makeup or a skin suit. The inside of her hands are the wrong color as well as her gums inside her mouth. Only a white woman would have pink gums. A black, Mexican or indian would have darker gums to match their skin color. Even black people do not have black palms but this phoney has the same color palms as the back of the hands
They messed up on the body makeup and face makeup. The palm of the hands would never match the back of the hands. Plus, they made the faxe the wrong color. Looks like dirt rubved on the mask.
It's been a long day. My brain and body breathe a sigh of relief as I turn off the radio (NPR), kick back with the cats, and find a new comedy special. Only one of the first ten specials I see is by a woman. I tend think of myself as a feminist of sorts; let's give her a shot. I'm about twenty minutes in, and I've giggled a bit, laughed aloud once. She has pretty solid content, mostly relatable, perhaps overly familiar. But it's safe. Her delivery seems a little stiff, tense, nervous, which makes the storytelling (especially the transitions) literally sound more like a series of setups and punchlines. Maybe this is her first special. In time, as she is more relaxed (for a Staten Island Italian,), her pacing and tone will make the storytelling feel more natural. Hopefully my criticism comes across as constructive and sincere, thus lending credibility to me as a speaker, so that she takes me seriously and doesn't dismiss me out-of-hand when I explain that It's been a long day, and twenty minutes into my decompression I can feel the weight of our daily cultural bullshit being lifted off of me as I ride along, onboard with a comedian Until she began talking politics. That's where she lost me. Not because of the politics - I think any topic can work in the right comedic context. She lost me when I heard she quit talking to her dad because of who he voted for. I understand and probably share some of her disdain for Bob the Politcian and for SOME of his supporters, but to treat an individual on the basis of their affiliation with a particular group is to be guilty of the same discrimination one might outwardly demonize in others. There are elements of fascism and bigotry in each camp. Politicians don't divide us. We divide us in the ignorant decisions we make , blinded by our own self-righteousness, by our biased beliefs that our tribe Knows the True Way and God's on our side, and until we seek to understand and listen to each other, rather than condemning and dismissing each other - until we make an effort to go deeper than our surface-level shit-hurling tribal monkey behavior - we'll continue to be characterized by the crazed and rabid cultural hysteria that most of us wanna forget about after a long day at a comedy show.
After a long day I needed to decompress with my cats, so I switched on one of those escapist superhero movies. But when that Joker fella took over Gotham City, I thought to myself "why doesn't this Batman goof DO anything?" and immediately switched off. I don't care WHAT happens next, they lost me at that point.
