Re-colonize the world

with bad puns and silly jokes

Jay and I have been friends for over thirty years. There have been gaps, to be certain, but, our friendship continues.

Back in high school I constantly made jokes. The more things change, the more they stay the same really. I’m relentless with joking. I constantly look for a way to create humour. I do this in every moment.

I’ve been to school with some Marxists. They used mutter something about domination and me colonizing their sense of humour or some other inane Marxist bullshit that entirely misses the point.

What’s the point?

Failure and creativity go hand in hand. In order to be funny, you need to be willing to be really really un-funny for a long time. In doing so, you risk offending others, making people uncomfortable all while expecting them to listen to your bullshit even if they haven’t asked for it.

Again, this requires being relentless while at the same time reading the room.

(Look around, does everyone have bushy beards, red flags, books by that arse Foucault, Che t-shirts and…