Pryor's flawed legacy. Comedian's vulgarity made him no role model.

Richard Pryor's world was filled with prostitutes, pimps, winos and those others of undesirable ilk.

This past Saturday Richard Pryor left this life and bequeathed to our culture as much darkness as he did the light his extraordinary talent made possible. When we look at the remarkable descent this culture has made into smut, contempt, vulgarity and the pornagraphic, those of us who are not willing to drink the Kool-Aid marked "all's well," will have to address the fact that it was the combination of confusion and comic genius that made Pryor a much more negative influence than a positive one.

I do not mean positive in the way Bill Cosby was when his television show redefined situation comedy by turning away from all of the stereotypes of disorder and incompetence that were then and still are the basic renditions of black American life in our mass media.

Pryor was troubled and he had seen things that so haunted him that the comedian found it impossible to perform and ignore the lower-class shadow worlds he had known so well, filled with pimps, prostitutes, winos and abrasive types of one sort or another.

The vulgarity of his material, and the idea a "real" black person was a foul-mouthed type was his greatest influence. It was the result of seeing the breaking of "white" convention as a form of "authentic" definition.

Pryor reached for anything that would make white America uncomfortable and would prop up a smug belief among black Americans that they were always "more cool" and more ready to "face life" than the members of majority culture.

Along the way, Pryor made too many people feel that the N word was open currency and was more accurate than any other word used to describe or address a black person.

In the dung piles of pimp and gangster rap we hear from slime meisters like Snoop Dogg and 50 Cent, the worst of Pryor's influence has been turned into an aspect of the new minstrelsy in which millions of dollars are made by "normalizing" demeaning imagery and misogyny.

What is so unfortunate is that the heaviest of Pryor's gifts was largely ignored by so many of those who praised the man when he was alive and are now in the middle of deifying him.

The pathos and the frailty of the human soul alone in the world or insecure or looking for something of meaning in a chaotic environment was a bit too deep for all of the simpleminded clowns like Andrew Dice Clay or those who thought that mere ethnicity was enough to define one as funny, like the painfully square work of Paul Rodriguez.

Of course, Russell Simmons' Def Comedy Jam is the ultimate coon show update of human cesspools, where "cutting edge" has come to mean traveling ever more downward in the sewer.

In essence, Pryor stunned with his timing, his rhythm, his ability to stand alone and fill the stage with three-dimensional characters through his remarkably imaginative gift for an epic sweep of mimicry.

That nuanced mimicry crossed ethnic lines, stretched from young to old, and gave poignancy to the comedian's revelations about the hurts and the terrors of life.

The idea of "laughing to keep from crying" was central to his work and has been diligently avoided by those who claim to owe so much to him.

As he revealed in his last performance films, Pryor understood the prison he had built for himself and the shallow definitions that smothered his audience's understanding of the humanity behind his work.

But, as they say, once the barn door has been opened, you cannot get all of the animals to return by whistling. So we need to understand the terrible mistakes this man of comic genius made and never settle for a standard that is less than what he did at his very best, which was as good as it has ever gotten.

I did not hear of Bill Cosby's acts before 1980, but every single one of his performance did not contain any profanity.

I have heard Bill Cosby utter a profanity precisely once. He was talking about cocaine, and the assertion by fans of that drug that it enhanced and amplified the personality of the user. Cosby's response: "Yeah, but what if you're an @$$hole?"

I have a sort of germ of a cultural theory -- that for any cultural phenomenon, whether it's music or politics or literature, there is a relatively safe, palatable voice that tries to nudge the door open, and another more radical one that tries to kick it in.

The lovable mop-topped Beatles had the sneering, dangerous Stones. In the early '80s, Michael Jackson was the family-friendly act, while Prince was the overtly sexual bad boy (little did we know ...). Groups like the Paul Whiteman orchestra were a nice, safe alternative to the more complicated and raw bands like Ellington's.

Martin Luther King was seen as a wide-eyed radical in the Birmingham Jail, when black clergy encouraged him to slow down, but when Malcolm X came on the scene, King became the moderate choice. Now we have Ann Coulter out on the edge, making someone like Michelle Malkin look more middlish.

Bill Cosby entered the entertainment mainstream earlier than Pryor did, at a time when the mere presence of a black man was threatening to many people. He didn't need to make a passionate stand for social change; his mere presence was an important step. Then Pryor comes along and pushes the envelope further, speaking for the younger, more hot-blooded, more angry.

The more I think about it, the more apt the analogy of Cosby and Pryor to Martin and Malcolm seems to me (with the obvious caveat that entertainment ain't politics, and plays for lower stakes). Cosby and Martin were measured, thoughful and easier for the mainstream to trust. Pryor and Malcolm were offensive, shocking, hot-headed, and both said things they later had cause to regret and retract.

Neither of them could have made the inroads they did without the other on the scene. There's a yin-yang balance in play.

Excellent Entertainer...

No doubt. I am a huge fan of both Bill Cosby and Richard Pryor, and in my dusty vinyl collection, I think I have every recording either of them released in the 1970s and '80s.

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