I couldn't possibly agree more. I've spent the last twenty years campaigning against so-called "humor" like this. Did my older brother feel any sorrow for Shemp when Moe slapped him in the face, bonked him on the head, and then poked him in the eye? No sir, he did not; he proceeded to inflict the same tortures on me. I'm actually dictating this post to a state-appointed assistant, since my vision was so severely damaged at a young age.
Don't even get me started on the numbers of cousins, friends and square-dancing partners I've lost to unfortunate accidents brought about by impossibly designed, Rube Goldberg-esque devices constructed for the singular purpose of capturing that elusive target known as a 'road runner'.
I'm currently pursuing legal action against the ACME Corporation for their dangerous products and false advertising (they should have known those rocket skates were a lethal accident waiting to happen!); any contributions you could make to my legal fund would be greatly appreciated.