I grew up on this stuff. I'm 68. My grandpa, a dude I loved and looked up to, had a house full of this kind of stuff -- postcards and little tchotchkes mocking marriage and women and homosexuals and black people, etc. Plus, he was married! And his wife seemed to think they were funny, too. It was a strange world.
Thank you, Joseph. It seems like it will be an endless struggle to fight back against this kind of fear and hatred.
I grew up on this stuff. I'm 68. My grandpa, a dude I loved and looked up to, had a house full of this kind of stuff -- postcards and little tchotchkes mocking marriage and women and homosexuals and black people, etc. Plus, he was married! And his wife seemed to think they were funny, too. It was a strange world.
Ouch. Nasty.
Gruesome, but an important reminder of what used to pass for humor. (And as you noted, Mark, may still!)