Unfunny October has begun, and after Day 1's horrifying racist jokes, Day 2 brings confusing birthday coincidences.
October 2nd is the day on which we celebrate the birthday of both Gandhi and Groucho Marx. They were born a mere 21 years apart, though I doubt Gandhi was getting drunk with his bros while Groucho's bespectacled, mustached, and cigar-chomping mug emerged from his mother's womb.
Just think about it. While Groucho was making Duck Soup, Gandhi was on a hunger strike. When Groucho said, "I don't want to belong to any club that would have me as a member," Gandhi was probably on another hunger strike. And while Groucho was celebrating his birthday, Gandhi was celebrating his (though he had to abstain from cake, I assume).
Monumental world figure and crusader for independence born alongside a comedian. It's fitting in a post-modern, 21st-century way. Too bad they were both born in the 19th century. And if they were alive today, they'd be very old. Together.
1 comment:
mmm, duck soup
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