• Whats_your_reasoning@lemmy.world
    63·
    7 months ago

    I hope you’re not sincerely avoiding protests because of an ex. I can’t laugh about exes and bad sex when I live in fear every day that ICE might snatch my partner off the street.

    It’s not a bad joke on its own, it’s just in poor taste considering the state of things. The fear of Trump’s dictatorship far outweighs the fear of running into even my most abusive ex.

    • outhouseperilous@lemmy.dbzer0.com
      7·
      7 months ago

      in poor taste

      So, whether or not this is a bit¹: the potential harm from edgy jokes is the same as the harm from dystopian fiction warning us about bad things that could happen. The potential for harm is that dipshits with zero self awareness and less media literacy will just blindly copy the thing. Like how siliconbvalley billionaires have tried to do almost literally every part of ‘snow crash’.

      If my character in the bit is shitty and not someone you would want to be at any point, or I’m on a server defederated from beehaw and world; this danger is mitigated.

      And for those who have actually been through shit, your criticism here comes off as privileged, colonizing, and completely misunderstanding what humor is, because you’ve never had a use for it. It comes off as ‘if i laugh at myself i am lesser, because the only way i know how to laugh is by sorting groups and affirming my group’s position at the top’. And thats a really bad fucking look. Im not saying shut up; im saying read up on the topic.

      ¹just for you; I’m never gonna tell now.

      • Whats_your_reasoning@lemmy.world
        1·
        7 months ago

        That’s what you take away here? That I’m some privileged, humorless bigot that’s never “been through shit”?

        You gathered that from one comment. I guess all the 900-ish comments I’ve made here on Lemmy, many of which discuss my experiences with “shit” like disabilities, homelessness, and sexism just don’t factor in. I make no secret of my struggles, past and present, and I genuinely fear my partner getting kidnapped and tortured in El Salvador. I was born with some kinds of targets already on my back, but under this administration, my partner’s targets shine brighter than mine.

        Of course, I didn’t expect you to know any of that, in the same way I wouldn’t expect you to know much of anything about a stranger after one interaction with them.

        But it doesn’t matter, as I can see I’m onboard the Lemmy Downvote train. So choo-choo, motherfuckers.