I suspect that decent satire requires you to really embrace your own subjectivity. Dive deep enough into another person’s experience, and nobody is absurd to themselves. Everybody’s living their life like it’s the one serious life they’ve got.
It’s the miscommunication that works for comedy. It’s cutting off your insight at least one dimension short of empathy. And if there’s some higher-minded social value in that, it’s laying bare what we are wont to see in each other from the other side of a divide.