RIP, Rufus

George Carlin died yesterday. While I can't honestly say that I fervently followed his stand up career, I can truly appreciate the contribution that he made to comedy. This is the man who really exemplifies the foul-mouthed comic, and made a whole act around the seven dirty words you couldn't (and, for the most part, still can't) say on TV. He got arrested for disturbing the peace, when he performed his act in Wisconsin. Who takes their kids to a stand up show? Did we learn nothing from Lenny Bruce (one of George Carlin's greatest influences)? Due to his act, rules were set in place by the FCC for censorship on television. It was a big deal.

He was the first host ever on SNL. In the first episode. That's pretty awesome, and a great start to what used to be the most subversive and irreverant and (at one point) thoughtful program on TV. Of course audiences my age know him for his role as the very excellent Rufus in Bill & Ted's Excellent Adventure. Rad! Also, kids my age know him as Mr. Conductor (after Ringo Starr) in Shining Time Station. Sweet. I mean, how can you not love this guy? Seriously. He appeals to everyone!

Comedy lost a hero yesterday. So, for you and you alone, Mr Carlin:

SHIT
PISS
FUCK
CUNT
COCKSUCKER
MOTHERFUCKER
TITS

Hope you're still giving someone hell somewhere.