George Carlin died yesterday of heart failure at the age of 71. Carlin was one of the most eloquent spokesmen for free speech and skepicism by speaking plainly and truthfully about the nonsense of believing in things for which there is no evidence. When arrested for using "vulgarities" in Milwaukee during his 7 words bit, he was asked about if he considered the children in the audience and if he would have used more restraint if he had known there were kids there. Most of the milquetoast entertainers of today would have folded into a genuflect apologia in an attempt to assuage the PC nannies. Carlin was unfazed and basically said it was the kids that needed to hear these words the most before they had built silly prejudices. He was right. Later, a broadcast of his comedy show precipitated a complaint to the FCC that eventually went all the way to the Supreme Court. The case unfortunately ended in a 5-4 decision in favor of the FCC being able to regulate "profane" speech on the radio (which apparently doesn't cover Michael Savage or Mark Levin).
He also directed a considerable amount of ridicule toward the major icons of Christianity. He could mount a full frontal assault on the 10 commandments, the Catholic church and evangelicalism in front of an audience that surely contained a large number of at least nominal Christians and get uproarious laughs. I have to believe that after some of these people stopped laughing and let the reason sink in, they had a "road to Pesci" moment and realized that the religious dogma they had been fed were nothing more than fairy tales.
So in rememberance of George, I will be weaving Shit, Piss, Fuck, Cunt, Cocksucker, Motherfucker, and Tits into my language today. And if anyone is offended well they can just fuck off.
Monday, June 23, 2008
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