…And It’s Deep Too!

Richard Pryor died today at age 65. I hate to see him go, but I’m also glad he doesn’t have to suffer with multiple sclerosis anymore. The guy was masterfully funny. Like every other kid, I hid his albums and tapes from my parents, and then snuck them out for a listen when they weren’t around. I remember taking those tapes everywhere. He was just so damn funny that your gut would hurt from laughing. I can’t think of anyone else who could consistently provoke that kind of reaction from people. Pryor broke down a lot of doors. People accused him of being the most foul-mouthed comedian of his time. So what? He recognized that words really aren’t that dangerous if you don’t hide them away. People were shocked by the things...