Damnit, what an absolutely sucktastic way to start a week. The news that George Carlin had died was the first bit of news the Curmudgeon got this morning.
A string of profanity followed.
Honestly, though, if one had seen any of his recent stuff, one could tell Carlin was not looking to be long for the world. The upside of that was that if anything, Carlin became more fearless with his material.
The downside, well, today is the downside.
In a matter which can only be described as synchronicity, Spotty today discussed a measure of a person:
Spot says that one good measure of a person is to watch whom they ridicule. If a person makes fun of the comfortable, the pompous, or the sanctimonious, chances are that he or she is a good egg, somebody you'd like to know.
On the other hand, if they ridicule the do gooders, the sick or dispossessed, or the poor, you've probably identified, well, an asshole.
It is a rule that is virtually foolproof.
While Spotty went on to discuss two particularly onerous examples of the latter (Katherine 'Turkey Flaps' Kersten and Jim 'WeenieBoy' Lileks), the Curmudgeon would not so humbly assert that Carlin- who afflicted the comfortable and comforted the afflicted with his comedy- was a gold standard of the former.
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