The Reason You Don’t Get the Continental Humor is Because it isn’t Funny

Eeyore, the taciturn wallflower of the Winnie the Pooh stories whose always in need of a little confidence. The character isn’t just cute, but a tender personality that lets a child understand their own feelings in moments when they lack self-confidence.


On Thursday night TF1 showed a skit which presumed to be funny, blowing up a stuffed Eeyore at 7:30 in the evening.





One feature that jumps right out in the “lucid” culture of EUtopia is that there isn’t much of (or such) at thing called self deprecating humor. It tends to have a lot more to do with deprecating others, and it gets big laughs.

The same selfishness about expunging family life from the culture – the signifying of kids quite frequently as either a victim or a burden is a sign of the horrible cynicism that people see when they look at mainstream European culture, and here it is wrapped up in a bow – channeling itself by stuffing a firecracker in the ass of a beloved children’s character on state-owned TV early in the evening.

With so few people having real and complete families the notion of nurturing innocence is surely more frequently thought of having little importance, or is actually a conscious attack on a subconscious demon for people with empty little souls, and generic little lives. Talk in circles about philosophy, take all the trips to Thailand, and go to vapid art-installations all you like: this doesn’t do anything for the emptiness of being rationalized every day in the gleaming new train stations and polished glass follies.

Ah, but you see... everyone else is a pitiful and tacky prude!