School is out for now. I’ll be back in two weeks. Over the last semester I have had the time to do nothing but study. It seems as if it has been forever since I posted anything here. I would like to say something witty, or at least indulge in some good old fashioned ranting but I just don’t have the heart right now. Yesterday one of my heroes died. George Carlin was only 71. In the grand scheme of things, that’s really not that old. When I think of my earliest memory of a comedian I think of him sitting on that stool on with that puckish smirk.
George, more than any other person, taught me to think. He taught me to question everything. He taught me that my stuff was my stuff, other peoples shit was their shit, and through extension my stuff was just shit too. The man was deep. To say he was a comedian is true, but I think he was a philosopher first. Like the big D, a philosopher who used humor to teach us, and ease the horror of the human condition. He was a living expression of the Buddha’s teachings made manifest through a lower
Many people will post his seven dirty words bit. I refuse to do so. I want him to be remembered as the Iconoclast that he was, not for some poke at the FCC.
I wonder what his last words were. Good night Rufus. Remember the rules of the road. You will be missed more than you will ever know
I cut this from
http://www.georgecarlin.com/home/home.html
I think it sums it up rather well
I figured out years ago that the human species is totally fucked and has been for a long time. I also know that the sick, media-consumer culture in