I can't write this blog anymore because humor died along with Joan Rivers in 2014.
I began this as a humor blog in 2007 and slowly it has morphed into a complaint department about the abysmally low quality of life in America, which gets worse every day. To be fair to everyone, humor has been outlawed. That's because you might offend someone, and God knows you don't want to do that.
Take drag queens. In these crazy times, exemplified by our idiot president and even dumber idiot -- but she's black -- Vice President, they are supposed to be treated with enough respect, for some reason beyond my ability to fathom, to allow them to read stories to pre-school age children in public schools. For what reason?
My husband says this is so drag queens will become "normalized" in society, explaining that many men enjoy dressing in high heels and fishnet stockings, with fake breasts stuffed into push-up bras, wearing lots of outlandish makeup and big wigs, and they should be made to feel welcome in our midst. To which I say, why? And if so, why not serial murders?
There are tons of them -- look it up, you'll be stunned-- and they can't help themselves -- they have this undeniable compulsion to kill and rape many people in succession. But it's not their fault! They have an illness! Poor Jeffrey Dahmer! Poor Ted Bundy! Poor John Wayne Gacy! We must stop making people like them feel bad about themselves and welcome them into society!
Yes, you got that right: I am equating drag queens with serial murderers. And I'm not kidding.
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