Shame on HU-mer

imagesYou know where I’d be without my sense of humor? In the nearest nuthouse, that’s where.

Apparently my silly little Beagle piece was not received well by someone, feeling it necessary to send me a personal email to tell me so.

Gone are the good old days when privacy was respected, thanks to the audacity of the internet, short of my blood type, will happily tell you everything there is to know.

It’s AB Positive, by the way.

It appears my #Metoo crack at the end was allegedly in bad taste.

To quote the late, great Kurt Vonnegut, I will say anything to be funny, often in the most horrible situations.


I have to laugh (see I can’t help it) at the presumption to not have empathy for those women who’ve declared publicly they’ve been sexually assaulted.

On the contrary, my admiration for their valor is vast.

This is what I know. Most women have had something sexually inappropriate happen to them in their lifetime, including little old, mean…HOW COULD YOU SUSANNAH…me.

When #METOO started collecting speed, three lovely ladies I know told me stories long buried, suddenly above ground as if it were the Day of the Dead.

If one remembers, I wrote about the oily music man lying about getting me an agent when I was 20, hopeful, trusting and terribly stupid that, just so you know, still gives me a significant chill.

The person who took umbrage at Mr. Beagle being the Cosby of canines clearly isn’t a regular reader because then they would have known, if I was indeed ridiculing the METOOMOVEMENT, then I was ridiculing myself as well.

Where would I be without my sense of humor after surviving an alcoholic, abusive home, beaten and told daily, I was stupid; enduring men who, lied, stole, cheated and left, leaving only their credit card debt as they rode into the sunset with some deceitful blonde I thought was a friend?

You know where I’d be?

In an urn, in the shape of the Chrysler Building on my pal Ed’s book shelf next to a copy of, Gone With the Wind.

So to quote dear Mr. Vonnegut once more….and so it goes.

And to quote me…

lighten up amigo, you’ll live longer.







About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Thanks.
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11 Responses to Shame on HU-mer

  1. skinnyuz2b says:

    Susannah, there will always be fanatics who inspect any and everything so they can take umbrage for real and imagined slights against their current cause. And you’re right that said chastiser must not be a regular reader. I think he/she should turn around and gallop off on the jackass they rode in with.

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    • Skinny for the defense. I do make fun of everything, and I like that about me. That doesn’t mean I didn’t ache for Christine Blasey Ford half the country didn’t believe. You have to find the humor even if it means to dig up the yard for it. A thin girl’s two cents. Thanks Pal.

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  2. People are extremely sensitive these days or perhaps they feel they have been given permission to plaster it everywhere. While I think it’s a good idea to tell your friends when they upset you, for strangers, it’s best to move on. That person accomplished nothing except to give you fodder for a blog post. I love your irreverent sense of humor. The right place to show your displeasure is at the voting booth.

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  3. Thank heavens for your humor and laughter! Please don’t dam (damn?) it up.

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  4. Kate Howell says:

    You know there’s always an asshole or two out there!

    Hal Rubenstein from my iPhone


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  5. robprice59 says:

    Some folk long to be offended so that they can justify self-indulgent histrionics. Alas the internet is infested with such creatures. Don’t give them a second thought.


  6. Nice retort! It’s so unoffensive, it’s almost not a retort at all. I read the post and thought to myself “Oh Susannah B, someone will jump on that!” and now, you tell me that have. Only proves that humans are a predictable as I have always thought, while still managing to surprise us all the time. Since my stroke, I have managed to measure my mouth as a size 12 (bigger than my foot as it fits much too easily). I apologize and move on. What else can we do? I refuse to spend days, weeks, and even month and years looking back on things that have happened (a big change for me – thank you, Stroke). Life is short – Think about that when you are 108.

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