Don’t Be a Karen
There’s so much more to be pissed about.
By Jeff Cann
Maybe you’ve seen the meme. A photo shows a peanut butter and jelly sandwich cut poorly on the diagonal. The left ‘half’ is about sixty percent larger than the right. The caption: Serve this to your OCD friend.
It’s not really funny at all. There’s nothing clever about it. It breaks no new ground. It’s a joke that’s been circulating since the dawn of the web, since Jack Nicholson starred in his OCD film As Good as It Gets twenty-five years ago.
Psychotic Delusions, a Facebook humor page I follow, has posted it twice in the past couple of years. Everyone comments:
“Oh, that would drive me nuts, I must have OCD.”
“I’m so OCD, I wouldn’t even touch that sandwich.”
“You should see how I organize my shoes, LOL.”
I commented too: OCD is a debilitating condition, not a punchline. This is like laughing at a cancer patient’s bald head.
Someone named Bruce responded: Are you serious? OCD vs Cancer, really?
Donna Jean jumped into the fray: My older sister has OCD. It claimed her mind 45 years ago. She is practically homeless. Bladder cancer devastated my husband for the last 5 years of our 46 year marriage. I’ve been…
