The other day in my Western Civilizations class we discussed how Athens enjoyed their Tyrants and just a general discussion about how new Tyrants arrived with a mandate from the people. One of the things that was brought up was how a lovely Tyrant would install himself, be beloved by the people, die and his crappy sons would assume the role and be killed. This brought up Hipparchus (one of the sons of Peisistratos and brother of Hippias) and how he was killed in, what my teacher described as, a homosexual love brawl.
Apparently H.L.B.s are hilarious as all but two of us either cracked up or smiled or chuckled.
From a cultural standpoint I can more or less understand how this tickled their funny bone. The idea of male homosexuals fighting brings to mind slap fights and crying and being silly little fags.
From the point of view of a person who is attracted to the same-sex (and the other-sex) I can see that this type of humor sets us back, or at least proves that we have far to go, in our work for acceptance as normal in American society. Think of this: Hipparchus died in a heterosexual love brawl. That’s not very funny is it? In fact it’s kinda sad. But homosexual love brawl? Can we get Comedy Central in on this? This is funny stuff.
As long as homosexuals are regarded as comic fodder we aren’t seen as equal.
I don’t like people who bitch and point things out and never bring up a solution. Here’s a solution: be conscious. Think of the joke you’re telling; all humor has its time and place but make sure that this is the right time and place for the joke you’re about to share.