Bill hicks is my favorite comedian. He died of cancer in 1994. He is my train buddy, three of his albums are on my iPod. When I'm on Saikyo-sen, pushed into a dry-rape of the salaryman in front of me, Hicks taks me away. His comedy is very very dark, he called it "the comedy of hate." But very thought provoking. I've tried introducing him to friends, but the result was always negative. Comedy is 'saying what everyone is thinking'. But Hicks asks harder questions than the Seinfield-esque: 'Why do people where shoes?'. My favorite rants by him are about elite power and human conciousness.

I'll show you politics in America: 'I think the puppet on the right shares my beliefs' 'I think the puppet on the left is more to my liking' hey, wait a minute there's one guy holding up both puppets 'Shut up!' go back to bed America, your government is in control. Here's Love Connection, watch this and get fat and stupid.. by the way, keep drinking beer you fucking morons.

On much of the album Rants in E-Minor, Bill was touring with cancer. He knew he'd die soon. There's a desperation in that album. At times he has an adverserial relationship with the audience:

My final point about alchohol, about drugs, about Pornography...What business is it of your's what I do, read, buy, see or take into my body as long as I don't harm another human being whilst on this planet? And for those of you having a little moral dilemna on how to answer this, I'll answer for you. NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS Take that to the bank, cash it and take it on a vacation outta my fucking life. And stop bringing shotguns to UFO sightings, they might be here to pick me up and take me with 'em.

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