Dr. Susan Block, writing at CounterPunch, from 2011:
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“I got so mad at my wife,” Oswald told Charlie in their Grand Ole Opry routine, “I turned her over my knee and lifted up her skirt to spank her. Then I forgot what I was mad about.”
Did Oswald go on to actually spank his wife or did he switch gears and have sex with her? It really doesn’t matter. What makes this old joke timelessly funny is that we all recognize the inherent eroticism in spanking an upturned, ceremoniously unveiled, bared butt, as well as the innate absurdity of the old-time “wisdom” that spanking will solve a real problem? Or whatever it was that made Oswald “so mad.”
What is it about spanking, and/or being spanked, that turns so many of us on so much? Why does spanking have the power to revive an otherwise jaded libido and/or destroy a robust career?