Retards
I use the phrases retard, retarded, passengers on the little bus, Timmah, and a host of other similar insults all the time. In writing and in the real world. I thought, at first, it was unavoidable since (by my guess as affirmed by South Park), roughly 25% of the population is retarded. And, honestly, have you seen yourself drive?
But no more. I’m going to make an effort not to use such language any more since it apparently offends retards.
Update: And for people who need to be told that sort of thing, I don’t mean the physically/mentally disabled. I mean clueless, blathering morons. Of course, if you had to be told that sort of thing, you’re probably the type of retard I mean. And, yes, I know I’ve already used the word again. Sorry ’bout that.
October 16th, 2006 at 1:54 pm
Ever watch Mind of Mencia?
October 16th, 2006 at 2:01 pm
Heh. Yup.
Der de der
October 16th, 2006 at 2:16 pm
I like “clueless, blathering morons”. Who is going to call you on it?
October 16th, 2006 at 2:57 pm
Uncle, this post is retarded.
(couldn’t resist)
October 16th, 2006 at 3:09 pm
BTW, The South Park raging clue bit, I will have to use that. I am serial.
October 16th, 2006 at 4:17 pm
Look back to the previous episode – the appropriate word is r-tard.
October 16th, 2006 at 11:24 pm
Timmah!
October 17th, 2006 at 7:28 pm
Fun fact about me: I know the guy the Timmy character was based on. His name is indeed Timmy, and he’s not actually retarded, just incredibly messed up.
In 2000, I spent a few weeks vacationing with a group of friends. Timmy was with us, and I met him on that trip. He spent that vacation doing way more meth and acid than is advisable. Didn’t sleep for a week, slowly went nuts, started telling people his life history (each time a completely different story), generally acted like a fucktard, cut his wrists (thankfully we has somebody with medical skills around), tried to kill a friend of ours (and himself again), and finally leapt from a van driving through some desert country. He was found naked and raving several weeks later about 30 miles from where he jumped. A priest was kind enough to lend him some clothes and bus fare back to LA.
This group’s social circle included Trey Parker and Matt Stone. They were not with us on that vacation, and I’ve never met them (I’m not from LA).
As far as I know, Timmy never recoverd from his demons. A history of mental problems, spurned meds, some severe drug abuse, and what was undoubtedly an incredible personal experience left him somewhat mad. He was constantly crossing social lines and causing major problems (pissing on the carpets, babbling incoherently, exercising poor impulse control, getting into fights, drinking/drugging too much, etc).
Apparently, the South Park guys got tired of his antics (he was constantly pulling these stunts at their parties), and made the Timmah character to make fun of him. I haven’t spoken to him since (I didn’t care for him), and have since lost touch with the other guys, but as of two years ago, Timmy was still at it.
Whenever I hear “Timmaaaaah”, I think of Timmy. I don’t watch the show and haven’t seen his character, but I’m told it isn’t a flattering portrait. Perhaps I should have compassion for the guy. After all, he’s clearly the victim of some dire mental illness. But in the brief time I knew him, the guy was an inconsiderate jerk, even if he did have a sweetness to him.
My friends sometimes laugh about the whole thing, but at the time we were more pissed off than anything else. There were dark mutterings about leaving him to die when he was found bleeding all over the place after cutting his wrists.
Anyway, that’s my Timmy story. There’s tons of gory details, but they’d only make sense in context. I hope he’s doing better these days.