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23 de Junio, 2008
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Categorized under Salud | Tags: George Carlin
AW MAN. George Carlin is dead. Dude.
I don't even know what to say. I loved this guy. He was not just a funnyman, he was a thinker and a kid constantly calling out the naked Emperor. He was a reinforcement for a sane view of society, and by sane, I mean pissed off. And righteously. I read an article today that said "He never forgave the world for not living up to his expectations." I don't know that I agree with every note in that article, but that's exactly why I loved George Carlin. Some things should not be forgiven. Like frauds who take your cash for their TV Gawd, like pure legal hypocrisy enforced by idiots, like societally entrenched inanity, and AAAASSHOLES on the highway! I remember so many great bits from his acts...but mostly his irreverence. I'll miss you, ya upstart. For real.
Salud, cocksucker!
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Comentarios (4)
Rafael dijo:
A great voice leaves our world behind. We are diminished by this loss but enriched by his legacy.
Palabras por Rafael spat forth on el 23 de Junio, 2008 at 09:17 AM
RC dijo:
Don't forget that for a lot of Irish people, pissed off is the default mode. Many of us are very happy being very angry. George fit that description.
Palabras por RC spat forth on el 23 de Junio, 2008 at 01:03 PM
leesee dijo:
Oddly, all of my favorite words altogether!
Palabras por leesee spat forth on el 23 de Junio, 2008 at 04:19 PM
luisa dijo:
okay, so i just read this and thought of george and then this post and u:
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
A Beautiful Thought from George Carlin
"There are two ways to think about this existence we have. One of them is that it's Wednesday and it's three fifteen and we're talking here in my home, and at four o'clock I have to leave for another meeting. Now, that's a reality. But there's another reality. We're in the solar system of a second-rate star, three quarters of the way out on a spiral arm of an average galaxy in a thing called the Local Group. And ours is only one of billions of galaxies, each of which has billions of stars. Some star systems are binary, and there could be a planet
that revolves around a center of gravity between two binary stars. So you'd have two sunrises and two sunsets every day. One could be a red giant, the other a white dwarf; two different-sized, -shaped, and -colored suns in the sky. And there might be other planets and comets. In other words, fuck Wednesday, fuck three fifteen, fuck four o'clock, fuck the United States, fuck the earth. It's all temporal bullshit. I like thinking about being out there and not thinking about the corporate structure, not worrying about freedom, and not worrying about guns. I chose a life of ideas. That entertains me. That nourishes me."
Posted by Freedom Rider at 3:22:00 PM http://freedomrider.blogspot.com/search?updated-max=2008-06-25T13%3A44%3A00-04%3A00
Palabras por luisa spat forth on el 23 de Julio, 2008 at 01:41 PM