Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker, and tits.
You know, if Brian Williams reduced tonight's obituary to those seven* words, I'd probably forgive the mainstream media right then and there. Oh well.
*OK, technically eight, but let's not split hairs here, yes?
Leave it to the real world to just legitimately bum me out. Not much to say that hasn't already been said, but I thought I might pay tribute to an aspect of George Carlin's legacy that is being sadly pushed aside in favor of his admittedly iconic and absolutely essential work in the field of comedy. Still, to people of a certain age (this guy very much included), George Carlin will always first and foremost be the voice of Thomas the Tank Engine and friends, which pretty much has to remain the all-time unlikeliest casting decision ever. I even found a sports-related video to embed. (Cricket counts as a sport, right?)
In the words of Walter Sobchak (and maybe someone else before him), "Good night, sweet prince."