Flamencology
You don't deserve koa.
Yeah. I’ve rarely been a fan of stand-up comedy. The ratio of brilliant to utter shit is smaller than any other art form that I can think of. There are a handful that I admire, but they’re usually the ones who seem to be fully aware of these problems and who consciously avoid it.
I’m young enough that I just missed Cosby at his peak, and I was never much of a fan. But there were a couple of really great moments that I used to revisit on YouTube, but I don’t any more.
Louis C.K.? Was never a fan of his stand-up, but I do think that his show was occasionally terrific and thought-provoking. And I think that it was quite influential. But again, it’s something that I have no interest in revisiting.
It pisses me off that people defend Michael Jackson, and it pisses me off that his music gets played on the radio and the grocery store aisles. Justifiably triggering for some, let’s pretend that it never happened.
I was a huge Woody Allen fan through my teenage years. His affair and marriage, seriously fucked up, but hey, I could live with it. But since the allegations about Dylan Farrow broke, I haven’t been able to revisit any of his movies, as terrific as the best ones are.
But what troubles me is my inconsistency. I have no trouble rewatching Chinatown or Rosemary’s Baby. I have no trouble listening to Miles Davis or Led Zeppelin or David Bowie. (Yes, there are various shades of grossness here, but it’s all gross)
My wife, on the other hand, is 100% all about throwing the baby out with the bath water. And I can’t say that she’s wrong.
I’m young enough that I just missed Cosby at his peak, and I was never much of a fan. But there were a couple of really great moments that I used to revisit on YouTube, but I don’t any more.
Louis C.K.? Was never a fan of his stand-up, but I do think that his show was occasionally terrific and thought-provoking. And I think that it was quite influential. But again, it’s something that I have no interest in revisiting.
It pisses me off that people defend Michael Jackson, and it pisses me off that his music gets played on the radio and the grocery store aisles. Justifiably triggering for some, let’s pretend that it never happened.
I was a huge Woody Allen fan through my teenage years. His affair and marriage, seriously fucked up, but hey, I could live with it. But since the allegations about Dylan Farrow broke, I haven’t been able to revisit any of his movies, as terrific as the best ones are.
But what troubles me is my inconsistency. I have no trouble rewatching Chinatown or Rosemary’s Baby. I have no trouble listening to Miles Davis or Led Zeppelin or David Bowie. (Yes, there are various shades of grossness here, but it’s all gross)
My wife, on the other hand, is 100% all about throwing the baby out with the bath water. And I can’t say that she’s wrong.
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