I was re-watching Carlin’s last performance, Life Is Worth Losing, again today, and even though I’ve seen the show many times, I am astonished at the man’s genius. Writing the material alone should put him in the pantheon of all-time greats, but to perform this as well is breathtaking. Just try to imagine reading the monologue below with a script without stumbling, let alone doing it from memory. We all miss you, George, patron saint of Slope.
