Yesterday was a strange day for me. Every year for quite some time now, April Fool’s Day seems that way; mostly because it’s become a tired exercise of lame or cheesy jokes and tricks. People are more in tune for those antics and the game is diluted before it even starts. The idea of pulling off another legendary prank, such as the much discussed “Bagging of the Phones,” as executed by Brucie Bumchuckles in 1986 on the radio, is nearly impossible to pull off in this day and age.
Of course, part of the reason for that also lies in the fact that we have become a sue-happy society. Phil and I were talking the other day that there are so many people who would appear to have lost their sense of humor. Anger seems to be the new emotion of choice. Couple that with political correctness, and it becomes a gag order that we execute on ourselves. Don’t get me wrong—I’m not trying to be a Negasaurus on this, but people truly seem more jaded and easily offended these days by practically everything.
The internet is still the one place that is filled with creative ideas and plenty of hook, line, and sinker-swallowing, when it comes to April Fool’s Day. It’s likely a product of people being more apt to believe crap about celebrities or other public figures. There were actually a slew of stories yesterday that were incredibly amusing.
Aaron Rodgers being fined $25,000 for going onto the court at the Wisconsin NCAA game last week, had many people shocked and outraged. My personal favorite, (probably because I WISH it was true) was the “story” of Brian France, Jr. stepping down as CEO of NASCAR. Quite frankly, I think that organization would be WAY better off without him at the helm. Apparently, many other NASCAR fans feel the same, as that one got A LOT of traction too, but I digress.
Regardless, it’s safe to say that there are still gullible people out there who will believe things on April Fool’s Day. For that, I’m grateful, because I feel as if this “holiday” now delivers that let-down feeling kids get when they discover the truth about Santa Claus or the Easter Bunny.
It’s actually kind of a shame that we’ve lost the fun in what the day used to be. Perhaps most of us are just too busy to buy into the shenanigans of yesterday, but it’s probably more likely attributed to what I mentioned before; that people are just so easily offended these days, and quick to secure a lawyer. Maybe we need to have a spokesperson—to be the face for the holiday, and breathe life back into it. I’d vote for Brucie Bumchuckles in a heartbeat, and I’d be willing to bet that there are many who would support that motion.