Faux Outrage

We live in a society where people are more offended by swear words and middle fingers than they are by famine, warfare and the destruction of the environment. The order of the day is people are constantly nerve-stricken after previously following the permission to live lies. An overlap into discomfort largely comes from an excess of comfort. Don’t get too comfortable living a lie.

They call good evil and evil good. There are those who are so easily offended that they lose their ability to ever discern any truth, and this is often derived from a sort of frenzy by way of their own masked prejudice. All that’s important is truth. Truth doesn’t mind being questioned. A lie does not like being challenged. Know this, a lie repeated a thousand times is still a lie.

A real situation will always expose a fake friend. If you trip up the terrace steps and your friends don’t start laughing so much water is coming out of their eyes, are they even your friend? I mean they’ll take you to the hospital afterwards but not before having a good laugh. I wish people were like money so I could hold them to the light to see which ones are real. Some of you are fake dollar bills. As useful as monopoly money.

I’m a comic, and I’m supposed to outrage and make people laugh. Part of making people laugh is to shake up their thinking. That’s why Banter Republic exists. I don’t think I ever intend to provoke outrage, but I don’t mind being provocative in content. I’m all for an intellectual debate but sometimes it gets a bit exhausting. To argue with a person who has renounced the use of reason is like administering medicine to the dead. They’re brain dead.

I think people should be angry at things that are worthy of anger. It’s not the lie that bothers me, it’s the insult to my intelligence that I find offensive. Why would you tell me that your phone died but you were also somehow liking tweets on Twitter? The Internet is the vehicle we’re driving to share our visuals, outrage, and ideas around the world. People don’t change, they reveal who they are. All this time I didn’t know you were a chicken, but here we are. Somebody heat up the oven!

Some people’s idea of free speech is that they are free to say whatever they like but if anyone says anything back, that is an outrage. I detest the idea that you have to be brutally honest to show that you are real. There’s absolutely no need to put anyone down to score a cheat point unless they absolutely deserve it. In which case, I suggest you put in extra effort to destroy what’s left of their self esteem and obliterate their confidence forever. Big smoke!

Thinking is the hardest work there is, which is probably the reason why so few engage in it. Think! Why are you really angry at me? Is it what I did or what I said? Or are you just assuming and now you’ve overthought yourself into paranoia? Don’t make me so scared I can’t be honest with you anymore sweetheart. Whatever the case, know this. I’m not insulting you.

I’m describing you.

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