How do you follow up a disappointing cover feature? With The MAD Week, of course! And what happens during a typical MAD week? All sorts of incredibly cliched blue collar misfortunes! Seriously, this has got to be one of the dumbest pieces of crap I have ever read. This is so patently unfunny, I thought I was reading a Fusco Brothers strip, or worse yet, Cathy. Not only that, but it starts off with regional humor:
"You stay out late to miss the end-of-week traffic jam, only to wind up in a traffic jam of people who stayed out for the same reason."
What the fuck is an end-of-week traffic jam? Is that what happens on Sunday nights when everyone who decided to get the hell out of that miserable cesspool known as New York City returns to its dirty streets because they have work or school on Monday morning? Is that what it is? Because we don't have that in NICE parts of the country. I can relate to exactly two things on this list. First off, I was definitely guilty of reusing underwear on a few occasions due to a combination of my own laziness and the exorbitant amount of change that the campus washing machines required. Secondly, there are shows that I recorded months ago that I still need to watch. So that's two things on a list of twenty-one that I could empathize with. That's a 9.52% success rate, and that ain't good. The thing that pisses me off the most about this is that it ends by taking a shot at Saturday Night Live. I don't know what in the fuck the writers at MAD were smoking, but SNL was fucking PHENOMENAL during the 1989-1990 season. The cast was comprised of Dana Carvey, Jon Lovitz, Kevin Nealon, Phil Hartman, Mike Myers, Victoria Jackson, Jan Hooks, and Dennis Miller. This was the beginning of a golden age for SNL, one that last for six full seasons and launch several movie careers. Granted, one of those movie careers was Rob Schneider, but let's not talk about that. The amount of gall that it took for MAD Magazine to go after this SNL cast is astounding. The show was great at this point, and it was certainly funnier than anything that's appeared in this issue of MAD thus far. By insulting his magazine's perceived rival, "MAD Week" writer Charlie Kadau has given us insight into his life. Specifically, he has revealed that he's one of those sad little men who constantly whines that the show hasn't been funny since Akroyd and Belushi left in '79. People like that need to be fucking shot.