Sunday, November 16, 2014

14 Years a Berkeley Slave

Since Scott doesn't have the strong constitution necessary for wingnut hunting right now, I thought I'd do a quick scour of the ol' stomping grounds.  Imagine my delight to find that Robin of Berkeley is back on the job.   And she hasn't changed a bit! Seriously, she is saying the very same things she did years ago, so maybe she has actually been replaced by a Google cache.  Anyway, just for old times' sake, here is Robin with a column about how liberals don't have a sense of humor because they won't laugh at her ethnic jokes.
 If You Don't Have a Sense of Humor, It's Not Funny
"There are so many things that get under my skin around here: the crime, filth, and trash; the road rage; the naked people; and the slavish adoration of all things leftist."
It's so sad how nobody will tell Robin about the road that leads out of town and into Oakland.  Or maybe all the naked people are just blocking the sign.
"But one of the most annoying is that so few people around Berkeley have any sense of humor. Imagine living in an area where you have to screen every potential comment for racial, gender, and transgender sensitivity. And every time you dare to open your mouth, there’s a pretty good chance that someone will shut you up."
Imagine living in a society where people expect you to have a little decency, and to not be a jerk out loud.  It's a dystopian nightmare!
"For instance, I was at the bank last fall when we were having a string of lovely, warm days. Amiably, I said to the teller, 'It seems like we’re having an Indian summer.'  To which the well trained, young white male responded, 'Hm. I wonder if the term, ‘Indian summer,’ is racist'.”
We've already reached the point in Ms. Robin's remarks where I have to call "no way."  There was no well-trained, young white male teller, was there, Robin?  No lovely warm day last fall.  No trip to the bank.  The whole thing was an anecdote from the 1984 edition of Rush Limbaugh's "Happiness is a Dead Liberal."  Know what gave away the fictional nature of the alleged encounter?  Yes, it was Robin addressing an amiable remark to somebody.

Anyway, the point is: nobody in Berkeley has a sense of humor, and so you should never, ever open a comedy club there - and if you do, it will fail, and you will have to make your living as an indentured psychologist.


acrannymint said...

"For instance, I was at the bank last fall when we were having a string of lovely, warm days. Amiably, I said to the teller, 'It seems like we’re having an Indian summer.' To which the well trained, young white male responded, 'Hm. I wonder if the term, ‘Indian summer,’ is racist'.”

What does the above have to do with having a sense of humor? I went to the link and Ms. Thank God you aren't my therapist admits it doesn't.

Weird Dave said...

As you all may (or may not) have noticed, I like naked people. As a matter of fact, it's one of the reasons I like living in a warm weather* state.

The point is I have been to Berkeley and believe it or not it is no where near as warm as it is here. So if there are naked people there (citation please) they are either much crazier than me or much braver (or, at least, much less afraid of, um, shrinkage) than me.

But really? Don't believe a word of it.

*I have been hot and I have been cold. Hot is better.

grouchomarxist said...

She's a therapist? What affliction is she claiming to be able to cure -- not being a whiny twit?

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

Never fergit!

heydave said...

Holy shit, I can't figure out if this is incredibly outdated, hopelessly delusional, or just a really sad idea of striving for right wing edginess.

Jim Donahue said...

Oh, I would LOVE to see a stand-up set from Robin. How do we make this happen?

PS: The prove-your-not-a-robot code is 123. C'mon, Scott--give me something a little more challenging.

Debbi said...

Thank you for the laugh out loud funniness!

Li'l Innocent said...

"indentured psychologist", hahaha! You're the best, Sheri!

It'd never work, though. Indentured personnel were expected to work for their keep, and keep their big yaps shut.

Green Eagle said...

I know that those of us who remember Robin of Berkeley are going to be very pleased at her emergence from semi-retirement, but I hope she realizes how much the level of competition at her specialty of making a fool out of herself in public has increased over the last few years. She never was a particularly strong person, and I fear for her welfare when she has to go up against many of the reigning champions in the field of right wing idiocy today.

Really, I am only saying this because I am concerned for her welfare, and I'm sure you feel the same way.

Anonymous said...

ANNTI sez...

Sheri, beloved, please forgive my late arrival & OT interruption, but for once in a very great while, I have some kinda-cool news of a minor nature to share. With all that Scott, Mary, Riley, Moondoggie, you & your furry charges have been through this year, I figured that we were all due for a few shits & giggles.

For those rare souls who aren't in my address book, I duplicate the recent e-mail here, please forgive me for hyperbole, but I intend to return anon & dedicate every bit as much spazztard extrapolated hyperbole to this loverly article.

"ATTACK OF THE 50-FOOT WOMAN" @ 5:45-7p CST on 256/Turner Classic (DirecTV) tomorrow!!!!!! I've been waiting all of my LIFE to see this movie, and yes, it WAS in my NetFlix queue but I hadda cancel last year b/c they fucking DOUBLED THE PRICE!!!!!!!!!!

Anyfuckingway, whatever megalomaniacal cable/satellite/fuckitall outlet where you get your TeeVee, AUTOTUNE this motherfucker!!!!!!
Love & knishes,
Yer Ranty Aunty Annti

Carl said...

Ah, Robin of quiet the world has been...

grouchomarxist said...

Never seen The Attack of the 50-Foot Woman before? Get the popcorn and Jujus ready: you've got a legendary treat in store, Annti.


Weird Dave said...

Before we bid Ms. bin Berkeley adieu check out her complaining about Yelp.

I will bet dollars to doughnuts she got a bad Yelp review (or three).

Dr.BDH said...

Damn it, s.z., will Mary C have to subject herself to endless surgical procedures in order to bring you back to the ranks of W O' Crapdom? Couldn't you allow her to have a chiropractic adjustment or a naturopathic colonic as your fee to come out of cat rescue central and bestow your wisdom on us? Who will be your next supplicant? Willow, Innocent, Actor? Say we don't require invasive procedures to bring you back to W O' C.

Or, if we do, could you get them out of the way now, when most of us have maxed out out deductibles?