Apart from being the funniest woman alive, Sarah Silverman has a Taoist understanding of the combination of opposites. That's why her comedy works the way it does. This book is a beautifully designed example of what I'm talking about. While I was rolling on the floor at some of the stories she tells in her own inimitable voice, the underlying meaning, morally, politically, socially, of what she's driving at cannot be avoided. Silverman is a comic who uses cultural taboos as a method of exposing universal hypocrisy. The poor schmucks who rise indignantly against her inevitably fall before her because unwittingly they're part of the joke.
No doubt there are other comics who get this and use it, too. But they are not remarkably beautiful Jewesses who are charismatic, uninhibited, and flaunt their love of sex, drugs and stand-up. That is only part of what makes this book rise above all the funny though fictitious books written by comedians with TV shows. This book is set apart because I would venture to say all these stories in it are true. It's an old cliche that great clowns have known great sorrow, but in this case challenges are the things that have elevated a kid with a high IQ to a polarizing cultural icon. Sarah Silverman is polarizing because stupid people don't get the joke! She has learned to laugh at the parts of herself she can neither change nor control, and by God that's the lesson she has to teach the rest of us. We're going to learn it, too, because when we're listening to her, and laughing at her self deprecation we don't know we're in class!
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