Your skewer is working overtime, holding aloft the giblets of those earnest wannabe world savers and tree huggers who come to realize that the good life ain't so bad. Give me fois gras and caviar before you incinerate me! "Oh Dad, Poor Dad, Mama's Hung You in the Closet and I'm Feeling So Sad."
Can we all agree that self-abnegation in the service of an idealized optimal state is a misdemeanor against the larger purpose of living? I am searching my mind for the applicable Oscar Wilde quote but I can’t think of it. Oscar Wilde had a way of slipping in the skewer so amusingly that his targets didn’t even realize, or maybe didn’t mind, that they had been lampooned.
“I hope you have not been leading a double life, pretending to be wicked and being good all the time. That would be hypocrisy.” — The Importance of Being Earnest
Your skewer is working overtime, holding aloft the giblets of those earnest wannabe world savers and tree huggers who come to realize that the good life ain't so bad. Give me fois gras and caviar before you incinerate me! "Oh Dad, Poor Dad, Mama's Hung You in the Closet and I'm Feeling So Sad."
Can we all agree that self-abnegation in the service of an idealized optimal state is a misdemeanor against the larger purpose of living? I am searching my mind for the applicable Oscar Wilde quote but I can’t think of it. Oscar Wilde had a way of slipping in the skewer so amusingly that his targets didn’t even realize, or maybe didn’t mind, that they had been lampooned.
“I hope you have not been leading a double life, pretending to be wicked and being good all the time. That would be hypocrisy.” — The Importance of Being Earnest
Oh! Perfection!
I forgot to add that hypocrisy is the spice of satire.
Nothing amuses like fatuous, bombastic hypocrisy unrecognized by the perpetrator. It tickles the main nerve of humor, which is absurdity.