Homage to an unwonted hero . . .

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Inside every cynical person, there is a disappointed idealist. . .

The man who uttered these words was clearly speaking about himself, but since hearing them, I came to realize that they were just as true of me. And I have since kept my cynicism in check, aware that it wouldn't exist if I didn't care so much about the world I inhabit, about truth, and about justice.


George Carlin did much more than just make people laugh. He cared so fervently about his country, his homeland America - that would surely make a cynic out of anyone - that he dared to speak about those things he believed needed to change. And this is why he has coined so many of the phrases that remain engraved on our minds, sometimes long after we remember who it was that first said it.


The phrase on the poster of my April 26th blog is a great example: Bombing for peace is like fucking for virginity. It's all that needed to be said in protest of the Vietnam war. And it is, quite simply, no less true today. The country he chose to call home his entire life did not learn from history. So many innocent lives are being lost every day with no sign of peace anywhere on the horizon.


When George passed away ten days ago, I dared to call him a hero. I received some befuddled looks, but that's okay. For the freedoms he defended via his comedy (a very effective method of communicating, I think), he did more on his country's behalf than most American politicians succeed in doing in their lifetimes. He became a voice for the masses.


The status quo sucks.

Think off-center.

I think people should be allowed to do anything they want.

We haven't tried that for a while.

Maybe this time it'll work.

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And in your honour, sweet George , I sign off today with:
Shit, Piss, Fuck, Cunt, CockSucker, MotherFucker, and Tits.