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!


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

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