In a “Humanities” class (that sounds so made up, doesn’t it?!) out of Reed College, the kids couldn’t handle the satire piece of Steve Martin’s King Tut being a part of their required coursework. It’s inclusion, they claim, is an incredibly offensive example of cultural appropriation.
Look around you, look at how our world is shaping up — a world full of insufferable, humorless, self-righteous smugs treated as the moral heroes and authorities of our time. Tell me the difference between CNN’s sanctimonious Jake Tapper and the weasally snitch Frank Burns; between NBC’s bitterly dishonest Andrea Mitchell and the scheming, establishment suck-up Hot Lips Houlihan?
MASH not only taught us to laugh pompous asses like Tapper and Mitchell off the planet, they taught us to not allow that six-foot pole to grow like a cancer within us, a cancer whose worst symptom manifests itself in the form of a joyless, self-satisfied buttinsky always signaling our own virtues by telling everyone else how to talk, behave, and think.
Sorry, there is nothing racist about good-natured humor and satire, and in that career-defining moment, in one of the most iconic moments of the 70s, Steve Martin defines good natured. Moreover, and I do not expect a bunch of prissy little know-nothings drunk on their purity to grasp this, the only thing Steve Martin is making fun of … is Steve Martin.
Maybe it is time to make Altman’s MASH required viewing before anyone is allowed to graduate high school and get anywhere near the rest of us in the real world.
But we will make a special version of the movie where every time Frank Burns appears on the screen, the word VILLAIN flashes… Because the Woke Generation is not only a steaming pile of bossypants, they are also flaming imbeciles.