So yesterday I attended the “The Standup Asylums Holiday Party & Roast“. The Asylum is a little community of stand-ups or at least aspiring stand-ups that post bullshit on a message board and once a year come together to eat and drink (Normally on John Morrisons tab)

I felt bad because I hadn’t done Baron’s Roast so I felt that I should take 40 minutes out of my day yesterday and write some grade C+ material and go tell it on the proverbial mountain. Fact is last Years Asylum party was where, according to “The Girl” I put a move on her. I don’t remember it being a move. I remember just being friendly but she says I lifted her up and placed her on my lap.

Hey, she obviously didn’t move, if you know what I mean, HAHA, yeah!

So I attend and a few people I like attended. We had appearances by Sven Wechsler, Jill Twiss, Rachel Parenta, Raquel D’Apice, Adrienne Iap…I have no clue how to spell her name, but the point is people were there. So drinking and eating was done. Especially on Angry Bob’s part. But it seemed that the roast wasn’t going to go down. Steve Rosso, the regular roast master wasn’t really game for it and the party was winding down. Then someone started rounding up the troops, and getting them downstairs(The party was at the Laugh Lounge)

I then said something that I’m not really sure I even thought out fully, but then again I had been drinking.

“Steve, If you want, I’ll be roast master”

As I said it, I wasn’t exactly sure why I said it. But it was already spoken and virtually immediately everyone seem to know I said it within 23.2 seconds so there it was. I asked anyone who wanted to roast to come on down. And it started up.

The roasting was going just fine, but I did notice someone in the audience that wasn’t an Asylum member. Random black dude in a suit. Just sitting in the midst of people being fairly vile to one another. But I seriously had no clue who he was so kinda light into him a little bit.

“Um…who the fuck are you? Seriously, who the fuck are you?”

We laugh, haha, end of story. Right? Right? Wrong.

The next “Comedian” I call up is William Lewis Wexler. Wexler says he performs in a lot of urban rooms. So he’s down(Sarcasm anyone?). He gives the black guy hand shake (which please note, I DON’T GIVE) and does other things that he now has claim to because he performs in urban rooms.

And so he’s off. He’s a throwing out jokes…er…comments at the crowd. He’s all energy. Not too many punchlines, but DEFINITELY energetic. And he’s going and going and finally he decides he’s gonna deal with random dude in the audience. And it goes a little like this (hit it):

“And who the fuck are you nigger?”

…

Now I look at the audience and about 80 percent of them just went ‘wide-eyed’. The random black dude in the suit literally just looked at the stage like “What the fuck did you just say to me?” I literally got a sinking feeling in my chest(prolly because I’m 5 secs from a heart attack, but at least some of it was the comment) It was incredibly uncomfortable and I have to say, I felt it was wrong. I was sitting directly next to the stage so I immediately get up and clap and say ‘Give it up for William Lewis Wexler.’ And while he’s still trying to go to his next line the audience all clap to have him leave the stage.

Now.

I sat in front of this computer and and blogged only a few weeks ago that you cannot censor people. That you can’t tell people when and when not to say things. That if you tell me I can’t say nigga, then I’m going to say it a lot, because its my right. But upon it being placed in front of me, I totally was like ‘Get off stage. Now.’

Hypocrite? Or really, really tricky territory?

Fact is that 1) This was not a public event. It wasn’t like he was at a club where people paid to see his unique brand of comedy. It was a private party. He apologizes as he gets off, but then afterwards starts to explain to everyone, including the random black dude that I cut him off. I made it awkward by taking him off stage. When he asked me about it I told him that the audience was uncomfortable. He said “Fuck them, they’re white, they don’t matter.”

Well what about me? I was uncomfortable. I’m black.(Shut up everyone) and fact is, I was incredibly uncomfortable. He kept trying to tell me that I heard him say “Nigger who the fuck are you?” where as he said “Who the fuck are you, Nigga.”

I didn’t argue but 1) I didn’t hear the distinction of Nigga & Nigger and 2) Personally? I don’t give a rats ass.

It’s ludicrous the argument hinges on when the nigger was said or if it was pronounced properly or with a street twang. Its inappropriate. And if you’re going to be inappropriate, be funny. For the love of Christs, be F***king funny. Otherwise, you just come off like a douche bag.

fin.

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