Thursday, June 4, 2020

Vintage humor!

I was raised in the Northern hills of Arkansas, during the 60’s and 70’s. I was a “hillbilly” I suppose. That means a certain type of person probably springs to your mind. But, I did not marry my sister and many people still had all of their teeth. Today found a letter that I wish I knew more about—

Ethnic humor was not allowed in our house. My mom once told me that if I heard a joke I liked, and REALLY wanted to tell others, that I should replace the ethnic slur with “moron.” Such as, “How many morons does it take to change a lightbulb?” (It may not be seen as quite as “funny” but that’s because you don’t get the extra bonus of insulting someone different than you.)

Which brings me to the letter. I think it must have been typed in the 50’s, or maybe even sooner. I really have no way to know, but it was always around from my earliest memory. It would be pulled out every once and a while to have a laugh. Reading it today, it’s not super funny. Although I think the line, “She is near death’s door and we hope that the doctor can pull her through,” is pretty good!


4 comments:

Eolake Stobblehouse said...

Has some very good lines.

John Cooper said...

My sixth grade math teacher (in Michigan) told Polack jokes in class until a parent complained. Thereafter he told ethnic jokes, along the lines of "How many ethnics does it take..."

A real role model.

Kerry Callen said...

I suppose so. It might be hard for me to judge. Very much of its time

Kerry Callen said...

Yikes!!!