Something I’ve been thinking about today: no amount of declaring a joke “not funny” for political reasons will make it actually cease to be funny.
Humor is a really primal thing. You can have the best, most thoughtful politics in the world and still find your funny bone tickled by horribly offensive shit. That doesn’t make you problematic. It makes you a human being with human neurology, which means what trips your laugh wire is pretty damn arbitrary and often not within your control.
Have you ever tried telling someone who’s losing it at an inappropriate time to shut up and stop laughing? It doesn’t work. That’s the human brain for you. You don’t have to enlighten yourself out of basic physical responses.
This is exactly why the whole SJ emphasis on “stop finding *ist jokes funny!” baffled me even when I was a feminist.
I get that SOMETIMES a person’s sense of humor can reveal that they are bigoted, but I’m baffled by the assumption we can tell that about most people by what they find funny.
This model of the emotions (that is, your and Skye’s) where emotional responses are a purely independent variable and not the proper subject of moral investigation had a lot of appeal for me for a long time, but as I’ve worked with some CBT/DBT and also some engagement with some alternative takes on the topic (you might want to take a look at Nussbaum’s recent work on anger for instance) I’ve become convinced that it’s analytically inadequate and frequently counterproductive.
Emotions aren’t purely given experiences; our split-second reactions, rather, are both the beginnings of processes (which we can react to in a number of ways) and responsive to long-term habits, our implicit awareness of what is and isn’t socially acceptable, etc. Reactions like anger, humor, sexual arousal, and much else can be indulged in and given focus or not, and the routes we take there will affect our future dispositions. The point here is not that this is purely voluntary - it is not, as indeed most actions aren’t - but rather that the longer-term formation of habits is responsive to social sanction (or encouragement.)
(There are some further comments to be made on what the point of surpressing inappropriate jokes and so on, but I don’t have the energy to cover the inferential distance at this moment. Suffice to say that I think our ordinary moral language is too laced with metaethical individualism to be of much use without a lot of unpacking.)
This is interesting to me, because unless I’m misunderstanding you, I’ve actually found the exact opposite, that the sort of approach you are advocating has been the unuseful one. My feministy SJ days coincided with me being in grad school, and I was taking philosophy. So a fair few of the courses I was in talked about things like this, though you’ve probably read more Nussbaum than I, and it certainly sounds like more recently.
Because what I’ve found is that digging through your emotions and assuming they have political antecedents is not only a waste of time, but also self-damaging as well. It creates a kind of doubt which isn’t the freeing kind of doubt brought about by free inquiry, but the kind of destabilizing doubt closer to gaslighting:
These are my perceptions, but my theory tells me they are wrong. Therefore I cannot trust my perceptions, and must rely on others I deem more “woke” to perceive the world for me.
What I do think is valid is to think about whether your EXPRESSION of your feelings will hurt others. If you’re from a sheltered little town and everyone tells x jokes and no one is an x… then telling an x joke in front of one and seeing her cry should be a learning experience, not a time for defensiveness.
But “why did you find x jokes funny? Why, why, why?”
Because it seemed silly and cute and you’d never seen it harm anyone, so you didn’t know any better. Fucking duh.
In my experience (I mean, inside my own head), this kind of shift can happen much more naturally because experiencing something as “funny” and experiencing it as “sad/horrible” are largely mutually exclusive. So if my environment makes me have a strong “that’s sad/horrible” response, I’m automatically going to have less of a “that’s funny” response.
By “experiencing as sad/horrible” I don’t just mean being aware that some particular bit of dark humor is about dark stuff. I’m always aware of that. It’s more like … okay, so I have certain writers/bloggers that I like to hateread because it makes me laugh. They’re always people I disagree with on a lot of stuff but also usually people I find bombastic or otherwise ludicrous, so that reading them gives me this “can you believe this guy” humor experience.
But then, sometimes, they say something about their bad personal circumstances that makes me feel sorry for them – and perhaps guilty about laughing at stuff they wrote in bad times – and then I have to stop because I’m no longer laughing. Or they go from saying things I merely disagree with to saying things that horrify me. Sometimes Esther and I will hateread together, and there will be these moments, when we both start feeling sympathy for the blogger or worrying about whether they abuse their spouse or w/e, and that moment where it “becomes sad” is also, always, the moment where it “stops being funny.”
People will sometimes say “I’m laughing but I feel guilty for laughing,” and stuff like that, and I feel like that sometimes, but usually it’s at the exact transition point where I cross from one side of this gap to the other, and afterwards I’m just not laughing. (Although, for whatever reason, the two feelings can easily coexist when I’m thinking about my own situation, just not about the situations of other people, real or fictional or abstract)
And really I think humor is always unstable in this way – or at least if it’s about anything with strong emotional associations. There are some black comedies, say, that are entirely about really bad things happening to people, and I usually can’t enjoy them because I keep feeling sorry for the characters or thinking “what if that were me.” (The book The Road to Wellville is one example.) Or, on the “horrible” rather than “sad” side, there’s how I feel about Donald Trump: the things that are funny about him tend to also be the things that are scary about him, and thinking about Trump is like looking at a Necker cube, seeing one side, then suddenly the other, but never both at once.
A lot of humor is about stuff that you couldn’t possibly laugh about if it was happening to someone right in front of you.
So, sometimes I have stopped finding certain “offensive jokes” funny, not by suppressing my natural inclinations, but just because my environment caused me to think more frequently and vividly about the subject matter or cultural background of the joke. So that when I hear it, my immediate, unexamined experience contains more “that’s horrible” and, consequently, less “that’s funny.”
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