Netflix racist comedians

American black comedians are incredibly funny simply describing the truths in our culture. Acting out situations from street perspective. Describing their home life. Contrasting how they see different behavior by different types of people without stating overtly so on the nose that their commentary is about general racial differences.

But they must keep up. That crap was old forty years ago.

I watched  Katt Williams on Netflix for a good ten minutes and the man never got off race. He began by calling out different races and nationalities and had the audience clap for themselves. He had his audience self-identify by race. His point is his audience is mixed race.

We know that, Dumbass. We're in it!

Then the audience is brow-beaten by mischaracterization of Obama and how everyone misses him. How fine and tender and appropriate he was as president. How black people finally go theirs. Never failing to do the right thing. How his whole family was perfect for the White House.

Then a mischaracterization about Trump not caring about anything.

The act goes like this: race race race race race race race race race race race race race race race race race race race race race race race race race race race race race. Stop!

Then I switched over to Jo Koy, who stepped onto the stage, "Look at the audience. All different colors. Our audience sure is diverse."  *click*

F. U., Racist comedians. All of you.

I have no idea how funny the acts of these two men developed. Maybe they both got past their race-obsession. I wouldn't know. They lost me by their up front overt racism.

As did John Leguizamo Latin History for Morons. Funny in parts, ultimately its racism throughout, its tiresome preaching, overburdens its comedy and so collapses to humorless shit pile.

Before tonight, the composite young comedians act suffered the same race dominated fate. One after another, until the whole thing was dumped for something non-racial.

Each comedian from differing racial backgrounds discussing their "unique" perspective but not from a "look how my family differs from cultural norms," rather, "America sure is racist and makes life difficult for me." Not this highly diverse audience, of course, not any of the comedy show audiences across the whole nation, of course, but out there in the country at large. Of course.

That is the hive mentality. It's extremely racially divided within the hive.

Collectively, the preachy liberal bastards speaking from their collective hive mind are not funny outside the hive. Informed entirely by the buzz of hive, including liberal news media delivering corrupted information about the world, that forms the structure of their acts, in a constant hum, the songs of the Borg in their earpieces through the day keeping them company so they're never alone, keeping them connected throughout the night in their sleep through their dreams. Outside of the hive mind they are simply not funny.

I recall a time forty years ago when Bill Maher was actually funny. I recall marveling at his unique perspective. As standup comedian. Given any ordinary situation, Maher could see something different and articulate it such that his audience would think, "I noticed that too, but it never occurred to me to pinpoint it so incisively." He is genius at picking out the paradox that exists in everyday scenes.

Traveling around together, my younger brother told me, "You know, Bo, you are one funny motherfucker." And that right there is hilarious coming from a born again Christian guy who prays all the time in the manner of Jesus.

I told him I was a bit worried about that because there is a very thin line between humor and straight up cynicism. The things he is laughing at are the cynical things I point out given any everyday situation. I'm worried about allowing myself to becoming overly cynical. About everything.  Yeah, it's funny. For now. But when that takes over and characterizes my personality then it's no longer funny. Just wearisome. You can always count on me to point out the bugs in your bouquet. The thorns in your lemon tree.

But at least I'm not a f'k'n racist. Gawl!

Surely Netflix can find comedians who are not racially oriented. Surely. I'll find them. I can eliminate quickly, skip through entire acts, one after another, forget their names, give them no energy, and stick with the people who don't mention race, but describe it such you know what they're doing, who pinpoint the oddities inherent in all situations and do that without being overly characteristically cynical. Humor is art. From what I'm seeing on Netflix, today's humor is artless.