[… in which a funnyman gets unfunny about the funnies. Warning: This post will offend you. I’m not kidding. It will. It’s supposed to. You’ve been warned.]

[Update: I re-read this post, and I have to say that I find it deeply offensive, and my apologies for that. But as that’s really the point here, I’m not going to take it down. But I want to clarify - this is a message not to that benighted Danish paper, but to all those who are blithely reprinting the cartoon, who are acting on questionable motives and worse reasoning. I don’t think that ANY cartoon should provoke violence, or that censorship is ever a valid option. Judgment is always an option, though, isn’t it? Sometimes? Maybe?]

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A smoking hilltop in Iraq. We see a shirtless, muscular Jesus Christ, aiming a crucifix-shaped uzi at a group of terrified Muslim schoolchildren. He is methodically mowing them down, literally blowing them to pieces. Caption: “Blessed Be the Piecemakers.”

This Danish cartoon flap might be the most fascinating story of the young year. It’s splitting opinion in bizarre ways, uniting us by dividing us into such unexpected teams that we can’t tell which is which anymore. It’s the unification that George Bush was unable to deliver, one apparently based on Dr. Seuss’ “The Sneetches.” Normally repressive Muslim-hatin’ conservatives are trumpeting the right to a free press and rolling over in bed to find they spent the night with bearded First Amendement activists, which is always awkward. Sensitive PC campus types are calling for restraint and respect and learning that their “mystery dates” were stability-minded neocons… Dogs and cats, living together, mass hysteria…

The White House. President Bush stands on the lawn, taking a large sack of money from a leering, bearded, dirty, black-clad, hook-nosed Jew. The Jew also wears a big star of David and is labeled “Jew Bankers” and “Israel.” He is also speaking, while handing the President a “State of the Union Address.” Caption: “Play ball, bubbie. Don’t make me stage another 9/11.”

Where do I stand? Somewhere in between, as usual. All the mass protests seem excessive, but then again I live in a culture where people can’t be bothered to march for health care for their kids. The embassy burnings are obviously a PR disaster for Muslims worldwide. It’s really hard to apologize for burning someone’s building down (it’s like hitting a baseball through your neighbor’s window. Times a billion). There’s no doubt that papers have a right to print the cartoon, and no doubt that a government can’t be apologizing for its free press.

I do have something to say to those of you who are gleefully reprinting the cartoon, though. Those of you on both sides of the aisle, on both sides of the ocean:

You European papers and American bloggers really aren’t acquitting yourselves all that well by reprinting the thing. Unless each and every one of you is willing to say that in all the world there is no possible cartoon that you’d consider an atrocity and refuse to print. Is that true?

A giant, fat, hairy-legged woman is bringing a hatchet down on an adorable infant who is already missing an arm and is bleeding and in quite evident pain. The baby screams “Mommy, no!” Caption: “Sensitive liberal.”

Really? Is there really no possible cartoon that you’d absolutely refuse to print or copy? If there’s even one, just one, that would make you say “I understand the cartoonist’s right to make this, but I won’t be part of its distribution.” If there’s just one like that, but you’ve taken the time to reprint the Mohammed-with-a-bomb drawing, then this kind of necessarily means that you don’t think the cartoon is that bad. So you can stop claiming it’s a “freedom of the press” issue right there.

A loincloth-wearing, chained, big-lipped black man, sporting a gigantic erection and an idiot’s grin, runs on a treadmill. His arms are extended in front of him as he reaches desperately for a nude and terrified 13 year-old white girl who is being dangled in front of him on a fishing pole held by a drooling, hook-nosed Jew labeled “Hollywood.” The treadmill is powering a money-printing machine, money which Uncle Sam and some grinning, buck-toothed Sony executives are greedily stuffing into bags. The Jew has his free arm around a smiling George W. Bush, and is saying, “… and when he catches her, we can sell the video!” Jesus Christ watches from a corner, masturbating furiously. Caption: “The American Way.”

Again, if you’ve reprinted this Mohammed drawing and there’s a cartoon in all the world that you personally would not reproduce for an audience, any cartoon, then all you’re doing is making a judgement about Bomb Mohammed. You’re merely saying that those Muslims must be wrong, because you personally don’t find it all that offensive. Which is almost like saying nothing at all.