I was in my early twenties before I realized that merciless ridicule was not the standard form of endearment. My parents had no tolerance for pretension and went to great lengths to tease it out of me. So, when I went out into the world, at the ripe age of six, I took with me an antipathy for phonies, frauds, and impostors — and the perfect weapon for exposing them.
In grade school and high school, I drew caricatures and wrote silly stories to poke fun at teachers and classmates who took themselves too seriously
In college, I wrote a satire in the style of Dryden and Swift to poke fun at an English professor who took herself too seriously (and was rewarded with my first and only D).
In my twenties, I created a boardgame to poke fun at public utility officials who take themselves too seriously, founded a Mardi Gras krewe to poke fun at local officials and celebrities who take themselves too seriously, launched a comic strip to poke fun at Louisiana politicians who take themselves too seriously, founded a club to poke fun at admen who take themselves too seriously, published a book of cartoons to poke fun at tourists who take themselves too seriously, and published a spoof of weight-loss regimens to poke fun at dieters who take themselves too seriously.
In my thirties and early forties, I published hundreds of essays and articles (and limericks!) poking fun at politicians, pollsters, bureaucrats, judges, educators, sociologists, sexologists, environmentalists, activists, journalists, artists, and others who take themselves too seriously.
If you, or anyone you know, is looking to hire a creative person with a sense of humor to poke fun at people who take themselves too seriously, let me know. I’m good at it, and I’ve got a lot of experience.