Oh, this is interesting. Famous rude standup and Gingerman Frankie Boyle's getting
Reverse Cancel Choke-Fucked (my TRVE & HONEST term for when an attempted Cancel Cumshot gets wrenched back in the wielder's face, so they end up taking a big mouthful instead) on his comments re: Ricky Gervais v Jonathan Yaniv, in his recent Louis Theroux interview.
I mostly know Boyle from his 2010 sketch show
Tramadol Nights, which still makes me laugh at its paint-strippingly foul skits like
The Magic Wee Hing, in which Glaswegian delinquents batter and molest a Blytonesque faerie -
the bit where he busts uncontrollably is one of those things so subjectively perfect, it might as well have sprung fully-formed from my own mind. I do hope we can all still be friends after I've typed that! - intercut with Frankie's tales of letting homeless youths overnight at his house, on the strict proviso he be allowed to drug and rape them (you may detect a certain constant in Frankie's old work). Beyond the cheerfully atrocious pressure valve gross-outs, I always read him as a sensitive sort from his comments on Palestine, so I'm not particularly surprised at his latest bunfight.
Still, I say "interesting," because Frankie is pulling an unusually inflammable baggage train. The mortal enemy of the Yaniv is the TERF, who have long scorned Frankie for his jokes re: Jordan Price (for our non-Cuckland readers, this is sort of a Paris Hilton x Pamela Anderson chimera) - specifically her marrying an MMA fighter to foil her retarded son's bestial urge to rape her. Frankie later revealed this was no mere gross-out cheap shot, but a sophisticated critique of what he considered Price's hawking of her sexuality on one hand, and disabled son on the other. This was not a well-received explanation in TERFland, or by anyone, AFAIK, and I have to say it is some weak shit. I've not read his Madeleine McCann and Baby P apologias, TBH that stuff just makes me numb.
In this interview, Frankie also displays a fundamental - I find surprising, given his own legal travails - ignorance re: freedom of speech defenses in Scottish law. Much as in the rest of the UK, there aren't any. If I tell you your jerk chicken stand is a joke, and you tell me "LMAO fuck off back to Africa then bruv," I can have you arrested and bummed on the spot by a gang of navvies. This re: the Count Dankula fiasco, in which a very silly Scotsman taught his dog to salute Hitler (I thought this was great), while enthusiastically yelling "gas the Jews boy" (you were doing so well) - his subsequent conviction Boyle seems to think preventable by a deft resort to this mythical, Burgerland-style First Amendment. I note Boyle described, with a clangingly affected world-weary sigh, his reading of the legal judgement, and remarking at "the rather dry way" that "Scottish" lawyers tend to write such things. Isn't it funny, the rather wet way Argentinian water is?
He also cautions his fellows to not judge the Charlie Hebdo murderers too harshly, because Mohammed cartoons might make Muslims feel very much under attack and laughed at. While I certainly don't hope Boyle is gunned down in front of his family by heavily-armed Down's Front terrorists, I do hope that if he meets such an end, his burning guts shredded to ribbons and his lifeblood gushing down his cheeks, he departs with a similar sense of charity, having made them out to be feral creatures who will rape their own mothers if not beaten into compliance.
Being well-meaning but surprisingly intellectually lazy, wracked by a veddy British white guilt, and comfortably well-comped for his crackshot jokes on women, children and other small defenseless creatures getting brutally violated, Frankie is at a novel cross-section of public opprobrium. All those years ago, I would've assumed he wouldn't give one fucking shit, being a shock comedian by trade. But the way he keeps retconning his old material makes me think he may be angling for some kind of absolution - to his credit, I do not think he is a mere grasper, but a truly if dubiously penitent man - and given the remarkable voraciousness of the time for righteously indignant public lashings, this could be just as farcically gruesome as his old skit where an unmedicated schizophrenic shoots a pregnant woman in the belly and both tits.
I hope so anyway.
EDIT: god this takes me back. ;-; Why in god's name are the only Tramadol clips reaction insets?