It was quite literally the very first thing I heard this morning. DH's alarm is set to some radio talk show, and when it went off the words "George Carlin died this morning" slammed into the room with the effect of cannon shot, as our eyes flew open, instantly alert.
George, born May 12, 1937,whose stand-up style, according to his mother was " filthy, blasphemous, (and) anti-American", is gone. I think the world is a lesser place without the man.
I think his best known riff is the "Seven Words You Can Never Say on TV." I won't list them here, but if you don't already know them, you probably don't want to, anyway.
Maybe you're wondering why, as a good Christian woman, I might still call myself a fan of an adamant non-believer. George was a master of verbiage, something any literati can appreciate. He was king of getting to the bone; that is, he swept past all the hooey, and just spoke his mind, whether for good or ill. I didn't always agree with the man, I'm sure he didn't expect anyone to. However, I appreciate the basic honesty in his humor, and I know that even subversive personalities have a place in our world. I just don't think there is anyone able to fill this great man's shoes.
I'll leave you with his own words...