STAR TREK: THE WRATH OF KEN
During our recent enforced layover in the Northern segment of the South-Eastern Quadrant, Ensign Precocious Youth asked me to explain 'satire' to him & whether in my opinion 'satire' was dead.
And of course Satire is not dead. It's merely tuckered out and lying gasping on the chaise- longue over there demanding mint juleps. Or should that be mints julep? One never knows.
And what's buggered Satire ? Real life, that's what. It's just impossible for your common-or-garden satirist to keep up with a world where a fake Taliban negotiator takes the UN for a bucketful of cash.
Satire, as most of you will know, originated in Ancient Rome & was developed by two key figures - Pliny the Elder and Frankie Howerd.
Modern satire, or satire as we recognise it today, is of course named after the famous French humorist Jean-Paul Satire who kicked the whole thing off with his seminal comic work EVERYTHING IS BAD, THERE IS NO GOD, & I'VE RUN OUT OF CIGARETTES. Talk about laugh.
For me, the whole thing ran into a bit of trouble back in 2007 when a contestant in the final series of "Big Brother" was described as a 22 yr old Mormon who worked as a life coach, had never had an alcoholic drink or worn a bikini, and could fit twelve raisins in her navel. Which is the sort of thing you normally only find out after several alcoholic drinks while wearing a bikini.....
And about that stage Ensign Precocious Youth's eyes glazed over and he begged to be excused. Kids these days.
And of course Satire is not dead. It's merely tuckered out and lying gasping on the chaise- longue over there demanding mint juleps. Or should that be mints julep? One never knows.
And what's buggered Satire ? Real life, that's what. It's just impossible for your common-or-garden satirist to keep up with a world where a fake Taliban negotiator takes the UN for a bucketful of cash.
Satire, as most of you will know, originated in Ancient Rome & was developed by two key figures - Pliny the Elder and Frankie Howerd.
Modern satire, or satire as we recognise it today, is of course named after the famous French humorist Jean-Paul Satire who kicked the whole thing off with his seminal comic work EVERYTHING IS BAD, THERE IS NO GOD, & I'VE RUN OUT OF CIGARETTES. Talk about laugh.
For me, the whole thing ran into a bit of trouble back in 2007 when a contestant in the final series of "Big Brother" was described as a 22 yr old Mormon who worked as a life coach, had never had an alcoholic drink or worn a bikini, and could fit twelve raisins in her navel. Which is the sort of thing you normally only find out after several alcoholic drinks while wearing a bikini.....
And about that stage Ensign Precocious Youth's eyes glazed over and he begged to be excused. Kids these days.
Hmmmmm. Satire as satire as satire
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