"When I started in comedy in the clubs in 1977, blacks couldn't do certain clubs—not because they were segregated. They just didn't want to put the [black comics] out there," Mac told the Tribune in 2007.
Huh. Wonder what he could have possibly said. Probably not "gentlemen," though. Good thing they protected us from whatever that might have been. Also here:
"I ain't scared of you, [expletive]!" became a signature tag line.
Presumably not talking about [black comics] there...
Can't we, as a nation, agree that the problem isn't really so much that 6 year old, delicate eyes are getting all sorts of filthy idears from the nasty newspaper, and instead, that the real problem is much more along the lines of: with few exceptions nobody younger than 65 gives a shit about the paper anymore? And from there, isn't some sort of, oh, I don't know "solution" starting to be pretty fucking obvious? And it's not something that involves ever more trend pieces about how more and more couples are using the intarwebs to shop these days.
Not saying that cursing in the paper is the, or even a solution, but at least adopting a way of discussing more complex subject matter in a way that doesn't immediately infantilize the readership you're so desperately trying to court could be a good fucking idea.
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