Two members of Korn have now gone evangelical (Fieldy and Head). In his memior, Save Me From Myself, Head says, "Immediately after church, after raising my hand to accept Christ in my life for real this time, I went home, put on a movie for Jennea, and went into my master closet, opened the safe, and grabbed the best bag of meth I had in there. I snorted a line, then sat there on the floor, a rolled-up bill in my right hand, and prayed..."Now, in my age and wisdom I'm finding it harder and harder to be an asshole for the sake of making jokes, a change which, believe me, I welcome like a staph infection. It's this annoying tick called empathy which has the tendency to suck the life-blood from 9-out-of-10 potentially funny remarks (at least the sort that I would consider funny). What is more, I celebrate this "forbidden humor" when I hear it from others—in fact, I revel in it. Arrgh...
This familiar standoff is largely the reason for Petty Friday, which I've never explained. Petty Friday at God LLC is (supposedly) the one day a week where I trade my preferred brand of self-righteousness for the one most conducive to humor—arrogance! This week, however, I couldn't have put it better than James Parker at Slate Magazine...
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