Who are we, really?

[Number23]

14. I can do one better. A woman, white, late 40s, in my office was laughing at the "joke" her 13-year

old son had told her the night before.

The joke was something like "why doesn't Liberia have a cricket team? Because they all have ebola." The way that "ebola" was pronounced made it sound like "bowlers" which apparently has something to do with cricket. Lord knows what, as I have absolutely no interest in cricket and couldn't tell you anything about the sport.

This was about 4 months ago, at the height of the ebola crisis. When people, including scores of children, were dying right and left. Instead of pulling her son aside and telling him how his joke was insensitive and incredibly inconsiderate to the plight of thousands of our fellow man, she was actually LAUGHING at that shit and felt the need to tell the whole office about it the next day. After I went and told her about herself, reminded her that these were people that she and her son were laughing at, I think now she'll think again before telling a joke about people dying.

If this had been little tow-headed, blue eyed children, there is no way in hell anyone could convince me that she would have thought it was funny and been encouraging her son to laugh as well.