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Irische Atheisten vs Blasphemie-Gesetz

Ich bin ja sehr an Religion interessiert, weil ich denke, dass es keine größere Bullshit-Story gibt, die größeren Einfluß auf die Geschichte des Menschen hatte und hat, als der völlig irrationale Glaube an eine höhere Macht, die nicht existiert und die sich noch nie in irgendeiner Form in der Realität manifestierte (und jeder, der das Gegenteil behauptet, lügt. Simple as that.) Deshalb war ich letztes Jahr auch einigermaßen entsetzt, als die Iren tatsächlich ein Blasphemie-Gesetz auf den Weg brachten: „A person who publishes or utters blasphemous matter shall be guilty of an offence and shall be liable upon conviction on indictment to a fine not exceeding €25,000.“

Jetzt protestieren die irischen Atheisten, und zwar mit Zitaten von Mark Twain, Frank Zappa oder, ja, Jesus. Und natürlich von George Carlin. Seinen Religions-Rant hatte ich hier schon x-mal und ich kann den (tatsächlich!) auswendig, macht aber nix, Religion is the greatest Bullshit-Story ever told und dieses Video kann man sich nicht oft genug ansehen, weil es der allerbeste Religions-Rant ever ist. No Contest. No. Contest.


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George Carlin, 1999: “Religion easily has the greatest bullshit story ever told. Think about it. Religion has actually convinced people that there’s an invisible man living in the sky who watches everything you do, every minute of every day. And the invisible man 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 of fire and smoke and burning and torture and anguish, where he will send you to live and suffer and burn and choke and scream and cry forever and ever ’til the end of time! But He loves you. He loves you, and He needs money! He always needs money! He’s all-powerful, all-perfect, all-knowing, and all-wise, somehow just can’t handle money! Religion takes in billions of dollars, they pay no taxes, and they always need a little more. Now, talk about a good bullshit story. Holy Shit!”

Atheist Ireland Publishes 25 Blasphemous Quotes, Underwire hat noch zehn weitere Zitate, mein Favorit von dort: Comedian Bill Hicks: “I’m sorry if anyone here is Catholic. I’m not sorry if you are offended, I’m actually sorry. Just the fact that you’re Catholic. Gotta be one of the most ludicrous fucking beliefs ever. Like these vampire priests sink their twin fangs of guilt and sin into you as a child and suck your joy of life out of you the rest of your fucking existence.”

George Carlin: Jacko Beats Them All


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Remembering George Carlin


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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.

Holy shit!

George Carlin on Bullshit

The Early George Carlin 1956-1970

When a celebrity dies, the varied newspaper obituaries rarely reveal anything that isn’t common knowledge. However, in the case of the late George Carlin, even some of his most fervent fans were likely surprised to find out that he was once a member of an early sixties comedy team. Several discovered for the first time that he had been a gifted mimic, his abilities putting impressionists like Rich Little to shame (perhaps not a hard thing to do). The clean version of George Carlin has been immortalized on what is commonly and erroneously referred to as his “first album” Take Offs and Put Ons. The clean (and clean shaven) version of Carlin can be seen nightly in most television markets across North America, sitting on a 1966 Tonight Show panel performing his character Al Sleet, the Hippy Dippy weatherman, on an infomercial for Johnny Carson DVDs. Despite all this, the early, square years of George Carlin’s show business career remain enigmatic. I grant you these years are not as profound or as important as his precise, scathing, intellectual material of the nineteen seventies and the great HBO specials that followed, but they are a fascinating look into the formative and transformative process of a great mind and the evolution of an artist.

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„Yes we can“ (George Carlin Remix)


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Those who dance are considered insane by those who can’t hear the Music.
George Carlin

Copyright absurd, Teil 378

Ich bin ja in Sachen Copyright einiges gewohnt, aber das hier ist neu:

I’m sorry, but If you are outside the UK you will not be able to use the flash version of the site due to rights restrictions.

WTF?! Ich hab’ das mal zum Anlaß genommen, und George Carlins (seufz) Religions-Rant ein wenig umgedichtet.

But folks, I have to tell you, in the bullshit department a businessman can’t hold a candle to a Copyright-Lawyer. 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: Copyright. No contest.

Copyright – easily – has to be the Greatest Bullshit Story Ever Told! Think about it: Copyright actually convinced people – many of them adults – that there’s a Way to control every Copy you do of every Song of every Album. And it has a special list of one or two things he does not want you to do.

And if you do any of these one or two things, he has a special place, full of Lawyers and FBI-Agents and Cops and Courts and Lawsuits, where he will send you to pay and suffer and pay and choke and pay and cry, forever and ever, till the end of time. But Copyright loves you!

It loves you, and it needs money!

Shit, Piss, Fuck, Cunt, Cocksucker, Motherfucker, Tits

For George.

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George Carlin on Death

The most unfair thing about life is the way it ends. I mean, life is tough. It takes up a lot of your time. What do you get at the end of it? A Death! What’s that, a bonus? I think the life cycle is all backwards. You should die first, get it out of the way. Then you live in an old age home. You get kicked out when you’re too young, you get a gold watch, you go to work. You work forty years until you’re young enough to enjoy your retirement. You do drugs, alcohol, you party, you get ready for high school. You go to grade school, you become a kid, you play, you have no responsibilities, you become a little baby, you go back into the womb, you spend your last nine months floating… and you finish off as an orgasm.

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George Carlin on Bullshit

Falls sich jemand fragt, wer zum Geier George Carlin war und warum ich ihn so verehre: diesen Text lesen. Danach weiß man nicht nur, wie unfassbar großartig dieser Mann war, man weiß danach auch ziemlich genau, wie ich ticke.

E PLURIBUS BULLSHIT

Every time you’re exposed to advertising in America you’re reminded that this country’s most profitable business is still the manufacture, packaging, distribution, and marketing of bullshit. High-quality, grade-A, prime-cut, pure American bullshit.

And the sad part is most people seem to believe bullshit only comes from certain predictable sources: advertising, politics, salesmen, and lawyers. Not true. Bullshit is everywhere. Bullshit is rampant. Parents are full of shit, teachers are full of shit, clergymen are full of shit, and law enforcement is full of shit. The entire country is full of shit- and always has been. From the Declaration of Independence to the Constitution to the “Star Spangled Banner,” it’s nothing mroe than one big, steaming pile of red white and blue, all-American bullshit.

Think of how it all started: America was founded by slave owners who informed us, “All men are created equal.” All “men,” except Indians, Niggers, and women. Remember, the founders were a small group of unelected, white, male, land-holding slave owneres who also, by the way, suggested that their class be the only one allowed to vote. To my mind, that is what’s known as being stunningly- and embarrassingly- full of shit. And everyone bought it. All Americans bought it.

And those same Americans continue to shot their ignorance with all this nonsense about wanting their politicians to be honest. What are these cretins thinking? Do they realize what they’re wishing for? If honesty were suddenly introduced into American life, everything would collapse. It would destroy this country, because our system is based on an intricate and delicately balanced system of lies.

And I think that somehow, deep down, Americans understand this. That’s why they elected- and reelected- Bill Clinton. Because given a choice, Americans prefer their bullshit right out front, where they can get a good, strong whiff of it. Clinton may have been full fo shit, but at least he let you know it. And people like that.

In ‘96, Dole tried to hide his bullshit, and he lost. He kept saying, “I’m a plain and honest man.” People don’t believe that. What did Clinton say? He said, “Hi folks! I’m completely full of shit, and how do you like that?” And all the people said, “You know what? At least he’s being honest. At least he’s honest about being completely full of shit.”

WILL THEY BUY THIS BULLSHIT?

It’s the same in the business world. Everyone knows by now all businessmen are completely full of shit; the worst kind of lowlife, criminal cocksuckers you can expect to meet. And the proof is, they don’t een trust each other!

When a businessman sits down to negotiate with another businessman, the first thing he does is assume the other guy is a complete lying prick who’s trying to fuck him out of his money. So, he does everything he can to fuckthe other guy a little bit faster and a little bit harder. And he does it with a big smile on his face. That big, bullshit businessman’s smile.

And if you’re a customer, that’s when they give you the really big smile! The customer always gets that really big smile as the businessman carefully positions himself directly behind the customer, unzips his pants, and proceeds to “service” the account.

Now you know what they mean when they say, “We specialize in customer service.” Whoever first said, “Let the buyer beware” was probably bleeding from the asshole. But that’s business. That’s business, and business is okay.

BULLSHIT FROM THE SKY

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.

Holy shit!

George Carlin R.I.P.


George Carlin * 12. Mai 1937 – † 22. Juni 2008

Als ob dieser Montag nicht schon völlig beschissen angefangen hätte, jetzt auch noch das: George Carlin, mein Lieblings-Religiondisser und Comedy-Gott vor dem imaginären Herren, is no more. Er starb gestern abend, nachdem er mit Herzproblemen ins Saint John’s Health Center in Santa Monica eingeliefert wurde. Und ich habe jetzt tatsächlich einen Kloß im Hals und meine Hände zittern, während ich das hier tippe. Deshalb, George, nur für Dich: shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker and tits. (via)

Für heute ist hier Schicht im Schacht und die Flagge auf Halbmast. Nerdcore trauert.


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Killer-Comedy-Liveshow aus New York: George Carlin – Jammin’ in New York

Ich seh mir grade George Carlins erste live übertragene Show „Jammin’ in New York“ von 1992 an, wo er ein paar Sachen über den damaligen Golfkrieg sagt, die ich heute genauso unterschreiben würde. Mehr oder weniger jedenfalls, man muss nur mal die Headline zum ersten Segment lesen: „Rockets And Penises In The Persian Gulf“.

When George Carlin is asked which HBO concert is his favorite, his answer is always, “Jammin’ In New York.” The reasons are several: It was his first HBO show broadcast live; it was the first he had performed in his hometown, New York City; and it was the largest audience he had ever worked before: 6,500.

But Carlin says it also represented a newfound sophistication in his writing. “It was the first time I had done truly extended pieces consisting of separate sections all flowing together. It was a big leap for me.”

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The reason I talk to myself is because I’m the only one whose answers I accept.

There are 400,000 words in the English language, and there are seven you can’t say on television. What a ratio that is! 399,993 to 7. They must really be baaaad. They must be OUTRAGEOUS to be separated from a group that large. All of you words over here, you seven baaaad words. That’s what they told us, right? You know the seven, don’t ya? That you can’t say on TV? Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker and tits.

101 greatest George Carlin Quotes!

George Carlin und die 10 Gebote


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Carlin

George Carlin hat einen neuen Fan. Mich. Nicht nur, dass er den Rufus in Bill & Ted gespielt hat, nein, auf die Frage, warum er über Konzerne abledert (”business assholes who stick this big advertising dick in your ass because this CUSTOMER needs SERVICE”) und trotzdem Werbung macht, meinte er nur “You just have to figure that shit out on your own, ok?”

Right!


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