Sasha Baron Cohen paid the fines for these mankini-wearing miscreants, and I’m sure some will see it as a good deed. Untrue. These men should have been fined, not for exposing the contour of their penises, nor for the neon windows of hairy man skin. The natural body is not a crime. Beating a joke to death, however, is. Borat is done. It’s dead. I’m sorry, it’s time to accept this.
Borat was funny a decade ago. But some jokes are mortal. They die. And playing with their decomposing bodies is desecration. People who make “mai waiiiif” jokes should be arrested, just as gravediggers are. We should be making armed drones that detect the sound of “wah-wah-wee-wah,” and in response, shoot on sight. I’m sorry, but you’ve had eleven years to get this Borat thing out of your systems. There’s no longer any room for mercy.
Some people deal gracefully with the death of a joke. Others insist on dressing the joke’s body as their mother, speaking to it as if it were still alive. These people need to be locked up and separated from the rest of society. Because beating a joke beyond death, to the point where the cadaver turns into a blood jelly, is not “VERY NAIIICE.” It’s not VERY NAIICE at all.