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FatPride & Fatism

By Darryl Mason

From The Orstrahyun :

Q : How do black women control crime?
A : Abortion.

Q : What's the difference between Santa Claus and a Jew?
A : Santa Claus goes down the chimney.

Q : How do you stop a poofter from drowning?
A : Take your foot off his head.

Q : Why did God invent alcohol?
A : So fat chicks can get a root.

Which of the above jokes is the most offensive?

Why would so many cringe at the first three jokes, but have a chuckle at the last?

The Gruen Transfer wanted to find out, so they tasked two ad agencies to come up with a campaign to sell Fat Pride, and to fight obesity discrimination and prejudice.

One of the ads aired on the show last night, but a second was deemed "offensive" by ABC censors and cut from the show, along with the occasionally heated, revealing and challenging panel discussion that followed.

If it's wrong to make jokes about Jewish people, black people and homosexuals, then why is it okay to make jokes about fat people?

Homer Simpson pushing maximum density can be mocked on Channel 10 at 6pm with lines like "Hey Fatty! I got a film for you. A Fridge Too Far!" But a joke about Homer walking into Moe's Bar when the lights are off and not being able to see his black friend Carl sitting at the bar wouldn't even leave the writers' bong room.

And if, then, it is wrong to make jokes about fat people, then is it wrong to make jokes about tall, gangly people? Jokes about midgets are out, but jokes about seven foot tall giraffe limbed freaks people are acceptable?

If it's wrong to make fun of someone in a wheelchair, then why is it acceptable to make jokes about someone who wears glasses?

If it's wrong to make jokes about someone's race, skin colour, religious beliefs, missing limbs, their height, or lack of it, then why is okay to make fun of their hair colour? Or their beards? Or their acne? Or their teeth?

Why can a current affairs show make fun of people who believe in UFOs, but they can't make fun of people who believe in invisible deities?

Why should you be allowed to make fun of someone if they believe in global warming?

Why should you be allowed to make fun of someone if they don't believe in global warming?

Why should you be allowed to make fun of soccer players? Or netballers? Or lawnbowlers?

Why should vegetarians have to tolerate TV ads pumping lamb making fun of their preference for the flesh of vegetables instead of animals?

Why should you be allowed to see a four year old kid run full sprint into a pole on funny video shows, but you you're not allowed to see a four year old kid in a wheelchair flop into the street when his attempt at a spinning wheelstand goes hilariously wrong?

Why is it acceptable to make fun of dimwitted American presidents, but not black ones?

Why is it acceptable to make a joke about the stupid face of a kitten, or the dopey head of a puppy, but you can't point at someone's newborn baby and ask the parents if they got a discount because it's so fucking ugly?

Why is it acceptable that humans find it so funny to mock and point and laugh at monkeys in a zoo?

They're almost human, and some of them have very dark skin.


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