First of all, I would like to thank the reader who in response to my column on Monday morningthink me brave to have denounced the triumphant rudeness of humor in Quebec.
Some comedians who love this kind of humor that goes below the belt and raves about genitals and “pee poo” have quickly become wealthy and boast about it. Luckily, other comedians who have also become millionaires in just a few decades refuse to descend to the slums for huge earnings.
So I don’t care for those who call me old-fashioned and who consider my age a flaw that prevents me from appreciating their “genius”.
I was 10 years old and the rudeness hit me. It actually scared me because I didn’t live in the nice neighborhoods. However, thanks to my mother, I entered the world of politeness. I found pride in expressing myself well. I lived in the hope that education would save me from my own family because alcohol turned the adults around me into rude characters.
shame
I suffered the shame of ignorance while being torn apart for loving my aunts, whom I have indeed immortalized in my books, and who, as they say themselves, were upset with their underclass.
On Monday, another reader posted the following comment: “Sorry, our language is no longer legal for you. But let’s say good talk is of little use if you are sober or live in a climatically precarious region.
So, according to this gentleman, poverty and geography would explain the coarseness of the language. Quebec has managed to emerge from poverty and ignorance under the influence of teaching religious communities. Then the Quiet Revolution broke through the barriers by democratizing education.
But the rudeness as we have known it for several decades now seems to have no limits. In other words, it enforces its law and reaches an audience for which the quality of the language needs to be a thing of the past and thrown away.
limitations
Quebec society does not adapt well to language and behavioral constraints. Paradoxically, guards lead the fight to rule out words that could hurt a person or to denounce gestures that were once considered trivial but are now perceived as aggression.
For some comedians, rudeness becomes the only criterion to judge the quality of their humor. The viewers would thus be freed from all prohibitions that society has imposed on them. This way of relating to the other would then become liberating. What stupidity!
As for the formality, it was condemned as new pedagogies forced students to use familiar terms with their teachers and other adults at school. This is nonsense justified with demagogy, as if the master-disciple relationship was based on nepotism.
All changes in upbringing that managed to break the relationship of authority brought the child back to himself. Alone, disadvantaged and manipulated by adults, even infantilized by the fear of aging.
