Vor einem Jahr und einem Tag starb der großartigste Motherfucker of all time: George Carlin. Oben nochmal mein Lieblingsauftritt: George Carlin über Religion und Bullshit. R.I.P. George, we will never, ever, forget you.
But folks, I have to tell you, in the bullshit department a businessman can’t hold a candle to a clergyman. Becasue when it comes to bullshit, big-time, major-league bullshit. You have to stand in awe-in awe!– of the all-time champion of false promises and exaggerated claims: religion. No contest.
Religion– easily–has to be the Greatest Bullshit Story Ever Told! Think about it: religion actually convinced people– many of them adults– that there’s an invisible man who lives in the sky and watches everything you do, every minute of every day. And he has a special list of ten things he does not want you to do.
And if you do any of these ten things, he has a special place, full o fire and smoke and burning and torture and anguish, where he will send you to remain and suffer and burn and choke and scream and cry, forever and ever, till the end of time. But he loves you!
He loves you, and he needs money! He always needs money. He’s all-poerful, all-perfect, all-knowing, and all-wise, but somehow… he just can’t handle money. Religion takes in billions of dollars, pays no taxes, and somehow always needs a little more. Now, you talk about a good bullshit story.