I should have told this story last week but I had forgotten about it. Hoag reminded me.
Years ago we went to see George Carlin in concert.
The concert was held at a predominantly Jewish college so when we got to our seats we instantly were feeling kinda out of place as two of the only white guys in attendance.
It's not that folks were mean to us or anything but you could see their stares and points and stuff.
No big deal. We were there to see George. A white guy.
But we were in our seats, which were fold up chairs, all tied together with those plastic fastener thingies that cops use when busting up large crowds.
And it was very uncomfortable. Everyone was sitting way too close together and it was just awkward.
So Hoag takes out his switchblade (knife, not comb) and starts cutting the fasteners away on our seats.
And then some folks close to us see what he's doing and ask if he'll cut through theirs.
So Hoag (friend of the Jews) starts going seat to seat cutting the plastic things and freeing everyone from sitting in rigid rows.
And by the time the show started the two white guys were now pals with a room filled with non-white guys.
POINT OF THE STORY:
Comedy is colorblind.