A keen observer of the human condition who was never afraid to call a dumbass a dumbass with gusto and unmatched originality. Never has the word “Fuck” been used with so much versatility and so little hostility or poor intention as when uttered by George Carlin. I can honestly say I disagreed with him at least half the time but thought about that fact almost never. He was a genuine entertainer and trailblazer looked upon by the best in the industry as one of the best that has ever taken the stage. Dennis Miller commented earlier today that he remembered one the times he had been lucky enough to stop and talk with the legend they ended up talking baseball, which tells you almost everything you need to know about a person – that amidst unimaginable success/notoriety he could still shoot the breeze without coming off as arrogant or self absorbed.
Carlin was a sweet guy who could split your sides with Athletic rhythm, like a boxing champion working the jab until his opponent fell in line, a rope to the head, then the body shots land…air is difficult to find, he is a master of his craft, he cannot let up. Suddenly you find yourself staring up at the ceiling, someone waving amonia under your nose trying to get you to come around. You look across the room and see an awkward, kinda crotchedy looking fellow sniling at you – a smile with a thousands stories behind it – and all you can think is, “Wow, that’s the guy that just knocked me out? Seems like such a nice fella.” Guess what, he was a nice fella, and he will be missed. Do yourselves a favor, kids…today, get in a bilabial fricative or two on a co-worker, crack your knuckles, say all 7 words you can’t say on TV, and before you go to sleep tonight, pray to Joe Pesci to keep an eye out for our friend George Carlin.
