I think we need to lighten up a little when it comes to race. I was watching the Jeffersons the other day--and in the episode I saw, George was in an argument with his neighbor Tom, and at one point, he said, "You must be crazy, honky!" Because George is a zany sitcom character. That's what a lot of sitcom characters do.
But they can't do things like that anymore. The other day, I was on trial for something--and at one point the judge said something about fish. I can't remember why. But when he said that, I thought of the Jeffersons theme song. "Fish don't fry in the kitchen." So when he handed down the sentence--"I hereby sentence you to 50 hours of community service"--I just looked at him and said, "You must be crazy, honky!" And he wasn't amused. He took it the wrong way. (I guess he's not a Jefferson's fan.) He ordered me to undergo psychiatric evaluation.
I will admit, I did a need psychiatrist--but not because of the honky comment. I'm insane for other reasons. Saying "You must be crazy, honky" to a judge is one of the saner things I've done over the past few months.
In the old days, saying something like that would get you a sitcom deal; but nowadays, it'll send you straight to the sanitarium. Is that how uptight we've become?
I think we need to get George Jefferson to host the Tonight Show. And he should have Barack Obama on it, and say, "You must be crazy honky!" Because Obama is half white. And maybe that'll get us to lighten up. We won't be so hyper PC.
Anyways, I'm still waiting for Al Sharpton to get back to me. He hasn't called yet. I offered to executive produce his reality show, I called Colin Powell a black asshole. Al--give me a call.
I'm actually a civil right activist, too. I might not be up there with Al Sharpton, but I'm still pretty active.
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