Can we arrange for a few minutes, (or if I dare say, a day) of Internet-Silence for a dude who affected the way we all communicate so vastly.
Yeah, he was motherfucking, cocksucking, hilarious – and that’s why I bought his records, but what few people realize is that the basis of language censorship in the US is based on good ol’ George. His case, which eventually landed in the Supreme Court, is the reason why you can say “shit” on Hockey Night in Canada, but not on Good Morning America.
I’m bummed that George didn’t get to see the word-ban repealed – but at least we’ve come a long way. Cable TV (unregulated by the FCC Standards) and ballsy networks taking advantage of the “while kids are watching,” clause have given a little freedom back.
So today, when your waitress asks you if you’d like fries or chips, reply “Shit, Piss, Fuck, Cunt”
and if your boss wants a P&L from last week’s trade show you say, “Cocksucker, Motherfucker, Tits”