I went to a Catholic high school, and I recall one horrid theology class where the strange little teacher was going to educate us on why telling cruel jokes was morally wrong. He claimed they desensitized issues which should never be desensitized. I guess they make humans colder than they should ever be. And I would have to agree in theory. But that's not even the point.
He decided the best way to prove this to us was to tell a dehumanizing desensitizing joke. So we're a bunch of 16 year olds in a boring theology class, with this soft-spoken tiny man. And he takes a deep breath as if this is going to be extremely painful for him. And I have a feeling it was.
He quietly asked: "Why did the Ethiopian cross the road?"
He paused, and answered: "He was chasing the chicken."
Now, you can imagine a room full of 16 year old boys hearing that joke for the first time. I have to admit that I howled. For that joke truly is a gas.
And I've told that joke many times since, and I totally blame that teacher.
He desensitized me.
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