October 19th, 2008
Dennis Miller on name calling
And yet this is what it has come to in later-day America: everybody’s broken off into these petulant little travis-bickle tribes, constantly walking the perimeter of their own damaged self-esteem; ever vigilant against an incursion by “they,” “them,” the “other guys.”
Everybody is encouraged to be touchy. Everybody, that is, but me. I’m a white Anglo-Saxon male — I’m everybody’s asshole.
Black people think I’m physically deficient and oppressive. Gay people think I’m latently homosexual and overly macho. Women think I’m oafish and horny. And Asians think I’m lazy and stupid.
Hey, you think you have an axe to grind? I’m fuckin’ Paul Bunion over here.
And you know something, there is a principal of reciprocity here. If I’m expected to be genial, I expect that from the rest of you.
Why are we so hung up on the name calling?
