Hillary Man
June 26th, 2008 at 1:17 am (Election '08, Humor)
The day the laughter died.
June 23rd, 2008 at 6:44 am (Humor)
When I was about nine, my mother and her third-husband-to-be went to see George Carlin onstage. They left early and the next day my mother regaled me with stories of her outrage. “All he did was find different ways to say fuck,” she said. As if Carlin’s set consisted entirely of him stalking up and down the stage conjugating the word all night. Knowing what I came to know of him, I sincerely doubt that was the case, but my mother… never mind that right now.
Whatever the case, I figured anything that upset my mother so much was worth looking into. Occasionally this kind of oppositional tendency leads kids to make bad choices, but I’ve never felt my decision to get “into” George Carlin was ever a mistake. And now he’s gone.
