The George Carlin I knew

There is something surreal and overwhelming sad about the death of George Carlin. In the early eighties I had the distinct pleasure of meeting George at a party. I was in the company of my friend Mike Coleman. Mike was my mentor in this new world of Los Angeles (after leaving the Marine Corps), and it didn’t hurt that he was also a very wealth mentor. Mike had introduced me to a number of celebrities Magic Johnson, Rick James, Jim Brown, Marvin Gaye (just before his death) and of course George Carlin.

As I said earlier I met George at a t party but he was nothing like I had imagined. When I saw him I told mike” that’s George Carlin.” Mike said would you like to meet him, of course I said yes. We went over and Mike introduced me. I being star struck opened with the obligatory, “it’s a pleasure to meet you, and I’m one of your biggest fans.

Again he was very demure and seemed even shy. But then he responded by saying what was your favorite album. I responded “class clown”. He paused for a moment and very slowly turned and looked at me and said “Wayne, how old are you?” I said twenty-nine. He then looked directly in my eyes and “I’m forty-nine and I have bearded witness to the brain drain of America. How many books have you read in your life, Wayne? You are the next generation and your generation has fallen victim to the mushroom syndrome (kept in the dark and fed bullshit) do not let the mass media machine suck your brain out through the straw we call TV.

That is my memory of George Carlin a man who was concerned about the American intellect. George was a man who studied all aspect of the human condition and had real and deep concerns about the status of our future. He was a philosopher and a man that challenged us to think, to question.

Later in life as I became a parent and began to settle into the routine of life. I did find myself in odds with George on some issue. In particular God, but I never lost my appreciation for his honesty and his challenge to all of us to think and investigate the world we live in and our leaders and the media and their spin on the facts.

The world has truly lost a great free thinker and a very funny man. In irreverence to him, and I think he would appreciate this. GOD BLESS you George and I hope Sister Mary Teresa was waiting for you. May we never forget your plea to challenge us to think for ourselves?