Not Funny: A joke about a woman with splinters in her crotch who can't get medical care. Apparently, the punchline is supposed to be "Ha, ha, isn't it funny that the liberal bitch with splinters in her crotch is getting screwed over by the government she supports?" I understand that this is supposed to be a political joke, but, folks, once you bring The Cooter into it, it's not a joke about politics anymore. It's a joke about how there are some circumstances in which a gal deserves to suffer from splinters in her cooter.
Funny: That Dennis Norwood seems to think that you can tell a joke about how funny it would be if a gal got splinters in her crotch and no one would help her as punishment for her political beliefs — without having women across the state, of all political stripes, make a mental note never to have sex with him. If he had a T-shirt that he wore every day that said "I'm creepy," it would not have been clearer.
Not funny: Sending a joke to your politician friends in an email with the subject line "Splinters in her Crotch" so that they have to explain to reporters whether they received and read said joke, as if it might reflect on what kind of people they are and not what kind of person you are.
Funny: Defending the sending of the email thusly — "None of these were sent in any regards to my capacity as a journalist, but were well within my 2nd Amendment [sic] rights as a citizen and as a personal friend to these gentlemen and others." Last time I looked, that amendment protected shooting off everything but your mouth.