sagelylegs  asked:

In light of Amy Schumer still being considered a thing against all conventional wisdom, I've decided to go around and remind people of a far more charismatic comedian: Rita Rudner. Even for those that don't find her material funny, she just comes off as too nice to actually hate, so she at least earns some sympathy laughter.

Ah!  I love Rita Rudner!  She was one of the comediennes that inspired me growing up.  I used to watch her on Comedy Central, back when the network wasn’t total garbage (I miss those days).  It almost seems these days that people forget that female stand-ups have been around for decades, and that there are many established comediennes in the business that are being overlooked in favor of no-talent hacks like Schumer.

There are a lot of funny ladies out there that have never needed to be forcefully gross for attention, nor needed to try to appeal to extremists in a pretend gender war.  They got by on actual talent, and never needed anyone to fluff them up with ridiculous articles about the first time they wore red lipstick.

Amy Schumer is a slimy tick bloated on fake, pumped-up media hype that’s being forced on the public as some sort of gift to both comedy and female representation. 

Go watch Rita Rudner instead.

Loretta Mary Aiken (March 19, 1894 – May 23, 1975), known by her stage name JackieMomsMabley, was an American standup comedian. A veteran of the Chitlin’ circuit of African-American vaudeville, she later appeared on the Ed Sullivan Show and The Smothers Brothers Comedy Hour.  (Wikipedia)

View of actor Redd Foxx and Moms Mabley with Mike Douglas on “The Mike Douglas show.” Printed on front: “Put them together they spell laughs. That funny lady Moms Mabley dons her best outfit to join Mike Douglas and his cohost Redd Foxx for a hilarious ‘Mike Douglas show’ on Wednesday [blank] (Show #MD 0509/73) at [blank] on channel [blank]. Other guests include Slappy White, musicians Dorothy Donnegan and Mr. Black, and Weight Watchers president Jean Nidetch.” Handwritten on back: “Mike Douglas, Jackie 'Moms’ Mabley, Red [sic] Foxx.”

  • Courtesy of the E. Azalia Hackley Collection of African Americans in the Performing Arts, Detroit Public Library
“Beautiful Women Aren’t Funny”

I have a theory about this pervasive little one-liner.

When people say this, I think what they’re really saying is “When a woman is funny, I no longer find her beautiful.”

Because funny women are smart. Funny women are brave. Funny women aren’t afraid to look ridiculous. Funny women will call you out on your crap.

I think what people are really saying is “when women are funny, they are performing gender in a way that makes me uncomfortable.”

I was watching “mysteries and scandals” on YouTube today, and I found Mabel Normand. This woman predates Clara Bow as a real fire cracker, and had just as much influence as a film maker as Mary Pickford in her day.

Mabel Normand was born on November 9, 1892 (scorpio sun, cancer moon, Sagittarius rising) in New Brighton, New York. She was an American silent film comedienne and actress, a popular star of Mack Sennett’s Keystone Studios and noted as one of the film industry’s first female screenwriters, producers and directors. At the height of her career in the late 1910s and early 1920s, Normand had her own movie studio and production company.

Charlie Chaplin co wrote and directed several films with her, and they were a huge commercial success. Chaplin was reported to have been very much in love with Mabel, but she never returned his affections. Mabel belonged to another man.

Throughout the 1920s her name was linked with widely publicized scandals including the 1922 murder of William Desmond Taylor and the 1924 shooting of Courtland S. Dines, who was shot by Normand’s chauffeur with her pistol. He was allegedly associated with the mob, and since she attracted a lot of negative press, he shot Courtland for talking badly about Mabel in front of him.

She was not a suspect in either crime. Her film career declined, due to the murder scandals, her drug abuse, party girl attitude and a recurrence of tuberculosis in 1923, which led to a decline in her health, retirement from films and her death in 1930 at age 37.

She was quite a gal.


“I wanted a perfect ending. Now I’ve learned, the hard way, that some poems don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what’s going to happen next. Delicious Ambiguity.”
–Gilda Radner