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Don’t Mock Obama, Just Conservative ‘Lone Wolf Buffoons’



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Earlier, The Washington Post reported that the Second City improv comedy troupe couldn’t really mock Barack Obama. Now D.C’s Examiner has added that the Second City folks don’t have the same tenderness toward conservatives. Their show “Barack Stars” had no TelePrompter jokes or any reference to Obama suggesting there were 57 states in the union. But conservatives are trashed, reviewer Nancy Dunham reported:

But the second act is where things get a bit — let’s just say — ugly, when the troupe takes on ardent Republicans, including radio personality Rush Limbaugh and political commentator Ann Coulter. What makes the sketches troubling is while the other targets were part of good-hearted even if raucous ribbing, Limbaugh, Coulter and former President George W. Bush were portrayed as lone wolf buffoons who want to sabotage the U.S. economy and social policies for their own personal glories.

Whatever your party affiliation, it’s tough to swallow some of those arguments. Calling Limbaugh a lone wolf is especially ludicrous when you consider Arbitron notes he has 13.5 million listeners….

Surely, many will say that this criticism is based on my own political beliefs. That’s fine to believe and may well be partially true. What is wholly true, though, is I see mean-spirited views couched as comedy, and I find them painful.

What a shame that the troupe decided to abandon what they do so well for their own partisan foray into mean-spirited politics.

The Washington Post review by critic Peter Marks makes no mention of Bush or Rush or the Black Dress Pundit, but he did suggest they bravely mocked self-absorbed, whiny Americans:

One of the production’s most provocative skits takes aim at what it portrays as a callous American tendency to whine: A passenger (Sniffen) in the back of a cab, recently laid off, complains to the driver (Richardson) about hardships, such as being forced to drink a cheaper brand of beer. The Middle Eastern driver’s revelations about his own history of suffering — and the negligible impact those make on his passenger — are meant, it seems, to identify an ugly strain of self-absorption in our character



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