
Rest in Peace, George Carlin.
One of the most intelligent, articulate, entertaining, thought-provoking comics for the last six decades is gone. George Carlin was one of my inspirations for writing, questioning what I read, questioning what I hear, and an aid in helping me think for myself in a universe full of zombies and drones. I ignored walking pneumonia to see him at the Maine Center for the Arts in 2003, which was my first and only chance to see the legend live. I had joked that we better see him now before he dies, considering how many heart attacks he had already endured (three at the time I think). I had hoped in the next year or two I would get out to Las Vegas to see him at a real show with a packed house.
I must say I knew this day would probably come, and very few entertainers, sports stars, or other famous people passing away impact me much, but this one stings a little bit. I was a big Carlin fan, and he helped shape my personality and my self-confidence in a lot of ways. He was a mentor to a lot of comics I'm sure, but he was also an influential person for regular guys like me.
Rest in Peace, Mr. Carlin. In an age where unoriginal joke thieves and talentless hacks like Dane Cook and Carlos Mencia dot the landscape and people get to "win" reality shows to get a contract handed to them rather than put in the work like you did for so many years, I hope you are not forgotten.
Thank you sir, for entertaining me and millions of others, and maybe in some small way, changing our lives through laughter. Your legend will never die.
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sadMusic: George Carlin - You Are All Diseased
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