Professional prig Bill Donohue has found his excuse for feigned outrage this week and it’s an ESPN anchor making off-color jokes about religion at a roast:
Jacobson, reportedly intoxicated, was speaking Jan. 11 at an event in Atlantic City, N.J., to honor ESPN Radio personalities Mike Greenberg and Mike Golic when she unleashed a tirade, saying, “F— Notre Dame,” “F— Touchdown Jesus” and finally “F— Jesus.”
First of all, this happened at a roast. Roasts exist almost for no other reason than to provide a forum for inappropriate humor. That’s the whole point of a roast, by longstanding tradition. It’s a place where people tell the rudest, crudest, most inappropriate jokes and no one gets mad. That’s why I love them. That’s why everyone who loves them loves them. There ain’t no political correctness at a roast.
This reminds me of being on a radio show the morning after Pee Wee Herman was arrested for masturbating in a porno theater in Florida. I was there promoting a benefit show we were doing at the comedy club and it just so happened that Pee Wee had been arrested the night before. I hadn’t heard anything about it, so the DJ was reading me the article on the air.
And my first reaction was, “What did they think was going on in there? It’s a porno theater, for god’s sake. It’s a designated deviant zone.” Well that’s what roasts are too. Roasts are places where it is appropriate to be inappropriate, where it is expected and routine that you say things that are shocking and offensive.
And there is a simple solution to those who take offense at such things: don’t go. Of course, Donohue didn’t go to this one, but that doesn’t prevent him from using it as a platform for his self-righteous whining. That, after all, is his only job.