In Defense of Kramer

Rocco Tenaglia, Contributor

Look, I’m not gonna sugar coat anything, so let me get this out of the way: Michael Richards fucked up. He done goofed. I mean, here’s a guy who, at what I think we can all agree was the absolute peak of his illustrious career (late 2006), got on a stage and used the N-word in the second worst context I can think of. That happened. There’s no coming back from that. Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut….


Kramer is really funny. He’s probably in the top five Seinfeld characters, top six if you count Newman. So why let one objectively horrendous act that took place many years later smear shit all over your rose-colored Seinfeld glasses? Why rob yourself of the Close Talker and the Soup Nazi just because Richards is almost certainly a horrible racist?


I mean, OJ Simpson almost certainly murdered two people, but we still constantly watch his college highlights on YouTube, don’t we? And Michael Jackson was a man of questionable repute, but we still do a bi-weekly marathon of his court trials that we all have, taped on VHS, do we not? Seriously, Donald Trump [finish the rest of this paragraph on your own, it’s easy, hack comedy and, quite frankly, beneath me].


Folks, the important thing here is that I tried. I said I was going to write something called “In Defense of Kramer,” and I have done that. Turns out it’s pretty fucking hard.

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