Family Guy – Nu înțeleg chiar orice gen de umor

dar cam cu cat timp inainte fumezi pana sa inceapa episodul?

Din Family Guy am văzut vreo 6 sezoane, cam atât. Apoi parcă a devenit mai plictisitor și nu m-am mai uitat. Dar cât am văzut, am râs cu crampe, chiar a fost un episod pe care nu l-am putut vedea, aveam o coastă fisurată de la un incident în trafic și nu puteam să râd, a trebuit să-l sar până la urmă.

#HappyNewYear2005

Inteleg ca nu esti sarac dar te-ai gandit ca intr-o tara cu 3000 de euro salarii ai fi milionar?

Dacă aveți răbdare, citiți pasajul ăsta:

,,None the less, the Englishman must not be confused with the Jew. There is more of the transcendental element in him, and his mind is directed rather from the transcendental to the practical, than from the practical towards the transcendental. Otherwise he would not be so readily disposed to humor, unlike the Jew who is ready to be witty only at his own expense or on sexual things.

I am well aware how difficult are the problems of laughter and humor- just as difficult as any problems that are peculiar to man and not shared by him with the beasts; so difficult that neither Schopenhauer nor Jean Paul himself were able to elucidate them. Humour has many aspects; in some men it seems to be an expression of pity for them-selves or for others, but this element is not sufficient to distinguish it.

The essence of humour appears to me to consist in a laying of stress on empirical things, in order that their unreality may become more obvious. Everything that is realized is laughable, and in this way humour seems to be the antithesis of eroticism. The latter welds men and the world together, and unites them in a great purpose; the former loses the bonds of synthesis and shows the world as a silly affair. The two stands somewhat in the relation of polarised aud unpolarised light.

When the great erotic wishes to pass from the limited to the illimited, humour pounces down on him, pushes him in front of the stage, and laughs at him from the wings. The humourist has not the craving to transcend space; he is content with small things; his dominion is neither the sea nor the mountains, but the flat level plain. He shuns the idyllic, and plunges deeply into the commonplace, only, however, to show its unreality. He turns from the immanence of things and will not hear the transcendental even spoken of. Wit seeks out contradictions in the sphere of experience; humour goes deeper and shows that experience is a blind and closed system; both compromise the phenomenal world by showing that everything is possible in it. Tragedy, on the other hand, shows what must for all eternity be impossible in the phenomenal world; and thus tragedy and comedy alike, each in their own way, are negotiations of the empire.

The Jew who does not set out, like the humourist, from the transcendental and does not move towards it, like the erotic, has no interest in depreciating what is called the actual world, and that never becomes for him the paraphernalia of a juggler or the nightmare of the madhouse. Humour, because it recognises the transcendental if only by the mode of resolutely concealing it is essentially tolerant; satire, on the other hand, is essentially intolerant, and is congruous with the disposition of the Jew and the woman. Jews and women are devoid of humour but addicted to mockery. In Rome there was even a woman (Sulpicia) who wrote satires. Satire, because of its intolerance is impossible to men in society. The humorist, who knows how to keep the triffles and littlenesses of phenomena from troubling himself or others, is a welcome guest. Humour, like love, moves away obstacles from our path; it makes possible a way of regarding the world. The Jew, therefore, is least addicted to society, and the Englishman most adapted for it.”

Cred că e o greșeală de tipărire sau traducere în textul lui Weininger, cred că e EROIC nu EROTIC

De faprt nu, cred că e eroticism, nu ,,eroism”, sunt io prost. E complicată engleza asta, mai ales când o înveți la televizor de mic :))

Încearcă să te uiți la Mr. Pickles. O cretinătate mai mare n-am văzut de la compunerea mea din clasa a doua.
Pe de altă parte, poți râde bine merci și la faze în care n u e nimic de râs, ci chiar de plând. Drept dovadă, cele 2 filmulețe de mai jos.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=hNkvK-bVc_s

www.youtube.com/watch?v=HjgTALh3ckA

Mai lăsați mă desenele astea, mă, ați înnebunit de tot…. Nici copiii nu se mai mai uită la desene animate. puneți mâna și cititi o carte mai bine. Război și Pace de Tolstoi de exemplu

Nici pe mine nu m-a atras Family Guy, American Dad sau Simpsons. In schimb South Park, Futurama si Rick and Morty mi se par geniale 🙂

FG este pur si simplu oglinda societatii minus pC. Ei pot spune si face ( si spun si fac) ceea ce eu nu pot.
De exemplu: stiati ca in tara civilizatiei pluii mele directorul iti trimite copilul in (echivalentul) clasa a 9-a indiferent de rezultatele testului national ( rezultat 99,8%) direct la scoala de maturatori pe jos pentru ca asa vrea el ,si asta nu numai ca nu este punishable dar nu este nici macar discutabil?
Pentru asta exista valve si supape de gen ,si FG works that way.