Frankie! Self-deprecating humour is meant to be about yourself, not, lazily, about your former neighbours, your home town, your country
I’m all for self-deprecating humour. I’ve used it often, to deflect bullying at school and later to charm my way into jobs. If it’s about you and your entertaining flaws, that’s your business but when in a lazy tactic to get cheap laughs, you scatter your performance with predictable and often, at best, dated stereotypes of your home town, it inevitably bores, hurts or angers those you’ve left behind. This happened noticeably with Billy Connolly as he lost touch with Glasgow and began to use images of the drunkenness, drug addiction and violence even then largely unknown to the vast … Continue reading Frankie! Self-deprecating humour is meant to be about yourself, not, lazily, about your former neighbours, your home town, your country
