This isn't a rant. There's no anger here. Just a sadness. Sadness at the loss of one of the greatest comedians to have ever lived. George Carlin, the man who listed the seven words you can't say on television, has died. At the age of 71, he died yesterday. I don't know the details of how he died, but I'm sure it was a sufficiently awesome death. He is most likely sitting down in hell, beating on satan and telling stories of how he and Joe Pesci used to go cruising for chicks.

     George Carlin fathered this whole genre. Without George Carlin's brand of humour, Maddox would just be George Ouzanian, the programmer, Thilo would never have come around, and I would most likely never have started ranting. Almost every ranter has been inspired by George Carlin, or by Maddox, who was inspired by George Carlin.

     Before George Carlin, very few people spoke out against religion. Few people would ever consider discussing suicide in a humorous manner. Abortion? You'd need to be insane to make jokes about such a serious topic. And now, it's common for people to make jokes about all of these things. Carlin effectively broke new grounds on what was ok to say, although it did get him arrested multiple times.

     Carlin was a great man and his death is a tragedy to us all. He was one of those men that you never thought would die, who you always thought would be there, and now he's gone. Well we're here to continue your legacy George Carlin. We will continue to speak our opinions, to offend people and to enjoy it. And when we die, we'll see you in hell you threein' hero!