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George Carlin (1937 – 2008)

The three voices that inspired me are now gone from this world -- Sam Kinison (December 8, 1953 – April 10, 1992) -- Richard Pryor (December 1, 1940–December 10, 2005) and now George Carlin (May 12, 1937 – June 22, 2008). Since I gave up watching TV or even listening to radio years ago, I didn’t find out about his death until this morning. I have to admit – I couldn't help but think "He may be silent now, but they'll never shut him up."

Along with Kinison and Pryor, George Carlin managed to express their frustrations towards the world around them in a way that touched something deep with me. They weren’t just telling jokes – they were making observations on the worldly lunacy that strangles the thinking man. And it was these observations and commentary that helped them to transcend being simple ‘stand up comics’ to ‘laymen philosophers.’ These three names were able to do something that no other comic was able to do – they managed to grab our attention and point to the absurdity of everyday living, shaking us from our complacency under even the deepest piles of laughter, while never once becoming heavy handed or didactic.
Most comics tend to comment on their lives, or plights that they deem worthy of commenting on. It often comes off as whining or preachy, or simply becomes ‘just another joke’ meant to make the audience laugh at the comic’s expense – But these three greats never fell into that trap. Their social commentary was biting, painfully accurate and exhilaratingly hysterical. They used the power of laughter to rip away our protective cynicism and hold the harsh reflection of the preverbal mirror in our collective faces – pointing out that we are our own funniest joke. And they never apologized for it.

So if you would all join me now in a moment of reverence for the Late George Carlin as we recite the “Seven Words You Can Never Say on Television.”

Shit - Piss - Fuck - Cunt - Cocksucker - Motherfucker – Tits.

And let’s not forget the three "auxiliary" words he added later on:

Fart - Turd – Twat.

Tonight – we in the ‘Suds’ household will be holding a George Carlin memorial. We shall be watching a few of Carlin’s HBO specials, along with his hosting gig for SNL. VHS tapes of the old “The George Carlin Show” – and at least one of the Bill & Ted flicks.

Now I’m going to have a good laugh at my own expense. George would have wanted that.