Friday Thoughts: Your Executive Dominatrix
Note: NOT The Redhead, though I do fancy the outfit...
The day someone told me I should watch Eddie Izzard (as I’d “get” him – I believe that was the wording), I took the information and filed it away in “Under Advisement.” Given that someone always has something we should watch/see/read/do/hump/anoint, our daily dance cards are pretty full. Thanks for the add – hugs. Mean it.
Then a roommate gave me “Dressed to Kill” – one of Eddie’s standup shows – for Christmas. Jesus, it was like everyone I knew conspired to have me sit down and watch this dude. One bored night back in 2002, I popped the damn disc into the DVD player.
And proceeded to laugh my ass off. Cried. Tears. My abs hurt.
He describes himself as an Executive Transvestite. Smart humor and witty tangents delivered by a man in women’s getup.
I turn to humor quite a bit for my requisite dose of “smart.” George Carlin, Eddie Izzard, Bill Mahr, Dave Chappelle, Chris Rock, Lewis Black – love them or hate them, you can’t argue with the logic behind their humor. Hey – different channels work for different folk. My poison? Humor. And the smarter, the better.
The past week or so, I’ve received a fair share of unsolicited feedback on why my readers keep coming back – from my readers themselves. They come back because of the smart side of the smack-downs. So, sitting here on my sofa-desk, suckling caffeine as life’s only fuel following a time-well-spent late night filed with smart humor, I think that I’d fancy myself a bit of an Executive Dominatrix – all credit to Eddie Izzard, of course.
I get to whip people into shape. Smartly. Direct, yet with laughter. Hell, if we can’t laugh at ourselves…well, I guess we could laugh at other people. God knows, the human animal is stranger than fiction. And people consistently ask for another. “Yes ma’am!” You ask, I’ll keep up with the whipping, you naughty little monkeys. But laughing at ourselves and using our foibles, blunders and epic fuckups to help others who might be making (or have previously made) the same mistake – smart. It’s the comedic equivalent of reduce/reuse/recycle.
Here are a few shares this week on my smart humor list – I hope you enjoy their content as much as I do:
If you have any “smart humor” to add, leave a comment. I’m always looking to expand my reach. Now on your knees and ask for another 
