The Tyrannical Rule of Three Callbacks

Last Call for the Three Comedians The melancholic comedian considered the puzzle of existence.  The listener doesn’t know. The ins and outs. He considered the audience, melancholic, dour, hard to please. Their lack of humor saddened him and effected his presence, a poor reflection upon them. He sought out the advice of his compatriots.  His bombardier insisted the answer was to hurl more bombs, from unexpected directions, the unpredictability measured to alter the viewpoint of the audience. In this she was adamant. It was the only way. Confrontational mendacity. Factionalize the audience. Make them fight themselves before you. Because the listeners don’t know.  What’s good for them.  She had written a book on this subject, of interest to those who rebel. Naturally it bombed in the marketplace. She claimed it had been defused by being watered down by said marketplace; because a product of a marketplace can never overturn  the market  in which it, itself, is a product which arose from those market forces. But people don’t usually find talk like that funny.  That’s the problem, said the bombedier. The body counts. The upbeat comedian commented that the way was to be as middling as possible, to pander to the most genteel sensibilities,  feed the crowd hamburger to warm their hearts, to make the audience feel  comfortable  and part of the majority. To fit in, together. Because the average listener doesn’t know.  What they are missing.  That is why they are so easily satisfied. The other comedians called him a dirty hack, which, of course, he was. But those people who called him that were themselves guilty of being controversial. And it’s a strange hill to take a stand on because controversies shift underneath you. And you might slip and fall. And people would laugh. *** I believe it was Milton Berle who first said, "The average person will laugh when someone dressed up as a bad person slips on a banana peel and falls on their ass. But to make a comedian laugh an actual bad person has to slip on a banana peel and break their ass. Also, it's funnier if tragedy comes in threes.  Because the average listener doesn’t know,  unless you hit them in the head with it repeatedly,  the importance of fruit to a healthy diet. Its bananas.  *** And one can’t talk about diet anymore. That’s going too far. People won’t stand for it. Either way. There is ONE vegan corpse on Mount Everest. And you hear no end of it. Nobody ever talks about the carnivorous diets of all the other corpses which litter the mountain. Man those carnivores are humble. Quiet folk. Unassuming and tolerant. I hear you can still see the half eaten cheeseburger on the guy who serves as a marking post on the east slope. Hamburger Ned they call him. As climbers often say to each other – if you run into old hamburger Ned, you’ve gone too far! Can’t you count? Don’t you listen? Where were you at the last supper? I hear they re-used all the garnish. Who paid? ***  Three comedians, each blindfolded, are presented with an elephant. So, when each comedian has a turn to speak and address the situation, they each must, in turn, address the elephant in the room.  Remember, elephants are not cheap but comedians are.  I am sorry for the animal cruelty implicit within this setup. The first comedian, confronted with the leg of the elephant, tried to just pull his own shtick and this was very revealing. He was trampled, and the crowd seemed to enjoy that. The second comedian, confronted with the animals trunk, didn’t seem to know whether he was coming or going. He’d been a long time in the business, you would think he would understand the importance of timing. The third comedian, confronted with the ass, insisted upon making everything about himself.  And it wasn’t the right crowd for that. If he hadn’t been blindfolded he would have been able to see.  Anyway,

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