As most of you probably know, George Carlin died a few days ago. I’m still shocked. I mean, it’s George Carlin . He wasn’t old, right? Not possible. The guy was so alive. So present. But since when has that meant anything? A lot of people I admired died a long younger.
But George Carlin! The whole world seems a little darker now, a little emptier. There’s not going to be another like him. The side of reason and logic has lost a great defender. And the world of humour has lost a grandmaster.