"It's
no coincidence George Hamilton loves the sun. They were born in the
same year. The difference is the sun is actually a star." ~Lisa
Lampanelli
"What's
with all the surgery, Kathy (Griffin)? You've been stitched up
thousands of times but you're still sad to look at. You're like the
AIDS quilt." ~Greg Giraldo
"Justin’s
fans are called Beliebers because it’s politically incorrect to use
the word retards." ~Natasha Legerro
"My
good friend Snoop Dogg said Jeff Ross' book was unreadable, but
that's because Snoop can't read." ~Larry King
“Bill
(Shatner), you were supposed to explore the galaxy, not fill it”-
Betty White
Do
you enjoy comedy roasts? You know they're those events where people
get up and destroy their friends in what is allegedly good-natured
fun. With apologies to sensitive or politically correct listeners,
here are a few examples of actual things people have said about their
so-called friends in such roasts...
Modern
comedy roasts date back to the Friar's Club events of the late 1940s
and have progressed (if you can call it progress) to today's
televised productions that seemingly make a science of mean-spirited
nastiness.
What
may be the original comedy roast, however, dates well before the
Friars thought of presenting organized evenings of vitriol. That
honor goes to a gala event the Atlantic
Monthly
held in Boston the evening of December 17, 1877, celebrating poet
John Greenleaf Whittier's 70th
birthday.
People
today revere Brother Mark Twain as an American treasure. During his
lifetime he was in demand as a speaker and it seemed no one was more
well-suited to deliver the keynote address on that auspicious
occasion.
Ever
the mischievous humorist, Twain decided to go over-the-top and take a
few friendly jabs at some of the impressive guests in attendance,
specifically Henry Wadsdworth Longfellow, Ralph Waldo Emerson and
Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.
He
launched into a story about stumbling upon a miner's shack. The
miner told him, "You're the fourth... literary man that has been
here in twenty-four hours — I'm going to move. [The others were]
Mr. Longfellow, Mr. Emerson, and Mr. Oliver Wendell Holmes —
confound the lot!"
"Mr.
Emerson was a seedy little bit of a chap, red-headed. Mr. Holmes was
as fat as a balloon; he weighed as much as three hundred, and had
double chins all the way down to his stomach. Mr. Longfellow was
built like a prize-fighter. His head was cropped and bristly, like as
if he had a wig made of hair-brushes. His nose lay straight down his
face, like a finger with the end joint tilted up. They had been
drinking, I could see that. And what queer talk they used…"
…And
on and on it went. Expecting laughter by this point, Twain found
himself speaking to a hushed crowd.*
Writing
about the event later, Twain said he knew things weren't right, "Now,
then, the house's attention continued, but the expression of interest
in the faces turned to a sort of black frost. I wondered what the
trouble was. I didn't know. I went on, but with difficulty… In the
end, I didn't know enough just to give up and sit down.”
Following
the speech, newspapers across the country erupted with stories of
Twain's rude remarks and bad taste. His book sales dropped off as
did, understandably, invitations to speak.
Today
we think of Brother Samuel Clemens in his Mark Twain persona as
having had the "Midas Touch" when it came to writing, a
sense of humor and popularity. It was not so. At the time of the
speech, Twain was in some degree of financial distress, and counted
on speaking fees and book sales to carry him through. After what
author William Dean Howells called "the amazing mistake, the
bewildering blunder, the cruel catastrophe" Twain had trouble
making ends meet. With no prospect of financial success in the US,
he was forced to undertake a grueling European speaking tour.
Twain
never completely recovered — financially or emotionally — from
his faux
pas.
Near the end of his life, he wrote about it in an apologetic letter
to a friend, "It seems as if I must have been insane when I
wrote that speech and saw no harm in it, no disrespect toward those
men whom I reverenced so much."
Maybe
Brother Twain was just ahead of his time; or maybe we today have
become a little too desensitized to what was one time regarded as
rude.
____________________________
*Although
at the end of the speech Twain called the men in the story
representing Emerson, Holmes and Longfellow "imposters," it
was a question of too-little-too-late. The full text of the speech is
available at http://bit.ly/2ibRsU7
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