Jeff Foxworthy used to have a routine where he would make a series of jokes in this pattern…
“If you have a bathtub on the front lawn…you might be a red-neck.”
“If your family re-union is also a get-together of all your exes…you might be a red-neck.”
And so on.
He had a sit-com in the 90s and the cold-open was him on a living room set talking to a kid (playing his daughter I would guess) and reciting this routine.
It didn’t work and then they tried again. Different characters and set-up but it featured Jeff Foxworthy saying “If your recipe for a cocktail starts with build a still you might be a redneck” and so forth.
If I had the opportunity to talk to Jeff Foxworthy I would say that the important thing for him to focus on and bring to his fans is not the content — his views about rednecks — but the form.
I would like to see him do a routine “If you are being written down in the Summa Theologiae…you might be a scholastic proof for the existence of God.”
“If you are currently being ruled by an Ulan…you might be a rump Mongol state.”
“If you are are six different ways to say who and how many people are carrying…you might be a Latin conjugation.”
Because who cares about who might or might not be a redneck, really? After a few more centuries of development of AI will there even be rednecks?
But the relationship between clues that you might be a thing, and the thing itself — that remains evergreen. Like the beautiful forests where Foxworthy’s rednecks might go camping.
At the end of the tunnel I can vaguely glimpse a meta-Foxworthy — perhaps an AI — saying
“If you are a series of ambiguous statements about a category that is nevertheless resolved — the ambiguity I mean — by a not-yet-gestalted commonality of that category’s vibe — you might be an exemplification of my comedy.”
And so on, deeper and deeper into this glorious and scary woods.