It seems to me that Tracy has channeled the anti-gay anger in our culture and is holding it up for us to examine. The things he said are merely more outrageous versions of homophobic beliefs that all of us live with -- and silently accept -- every day.
In a year when we have experienced horrible suicides of LGBT youth, to not fire Tracy Morgan sends exactly the wrong message. To advocate violence against anyone is disgusting, but against our most vulnerable youth -- it crosses the line.
Each week, I post the five funniest videos from the past week's Gotcha Media right here for you to enjoy.
Why has this incredible woman -- six time Emmy-award winner and pioneer for women in the media -- been reduced to the role of potty-mouthed, simpleton granny?
Despite the heat, hundreds gathered outside Manhattan's Bowery Hotel to hear Christopher Monckton debate Eric Bates on climate change.
Right off the bat this past Monday, we were hit with one of strongest Funny or Die videos in a long time. Check out that and others!
One could argue that cell phones have caused almost as much physical and sociological damage to our society as television has. TV's still way ahead in that department, but cell phones are gaining.
Neil Labute's remake of Death at a Funeral is virtually a photocopy, in terms of the story it tells and the comedy beats it hits. Yet everything in this version is coarser and more obvious, aimed at a lowest-common-denominator audience.
It was rumored Cop Out was going to be an unusual cop comedy, but that plan was scrapped. What ended up on screen is anything but edgy. Like the movie title, Smith just copped out.
Cop Out affects such a generic, mid-80s feel that you keep waiting for the wink. You keep watching, expecting that, at any moment, director Kevin Smith is going to tip his hand.
Hollywood will not have put down its racial baggage until it permanently moves away from flaunting the "racial" formulas and themes which garner the biggest bang for their buck.
New York City can be a funny place. Last week the city was hilarious thanks to the sixth annual New York Comedy Festival, a week-long celebration of stand-up comedy.
I thought it would be fun to peruse the Huffington Post at the end of the week to see what's up on the site and what stories got the most attention. So here goes.
This memoir, craftes like an extended series of self-revealing tweets, may have the potential of a new sort of literary classic, say Twitter meets Richard Wright's Black Boy.
If a contestant is combative, mean or obnoxious, they will not win. The only exception to this rule is the asshole with a powerful mitigating factor, like Jeffrey Sebelia, who was a recovering addict and had an adorable son.