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R.I.P. George Carlin
Posted 23 June, 2008 in Obituaries |
Dead of heart failure at age seventy-one.
Smug, greedy, well-fed white people have invented a language to conceal their sins, it’s as simple as that. The CIA doesn’t kill anybody anymore, they “neutralize” people. Or they “depopulate the area.” The government doesn’t lie, it “engages in disinformation.” The Pentagon actually measures nuclear radiation in something they call “sunshine units.” Israeli murderers are called “commandos.” Arab commandos are called “terrorists.” Contra killers are called “freedom fighters.” Well, if crime fighters fight crime, and fire fighters fight fires, what do freedom fighters fight?
The world seems like a bit meaner place today. Jesus, I could use some good news for a change.
2 comments to “R.I.P. George Carlin”
Jess, June 24th, 2008 at 1:06 am:
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Frisbeetarianism is the belief that when you die, your soul goes up on the roof and gets stuck.
Steven Augustine, June 26th, 2008 at 6:06 am:
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In Carlin’s last ten years, or so, he seemed to have aged forty: that’s what happens when you live to see most of your nightmares come true, probably. To watch Carlin at his peak was to enjoy the mighty illusion that rationality was winning.