Bill Hicks

Bill Hicks
William Melvin "Bill" Hickswas an American stand-up comedian, social critic, satirist, and musician. His material, encompassing a wide range of social issues including religion, politics, and philosophy, was controversial, and often steeped in dark comedy. He criticized consumerism, superficiality and banality within the media and popular culture, which he characterized as oppressive tools of the ruling class that keep people "stupid and apathetic"...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionComedian
Date of Birth16 December 1961
CityValdosta, GA
CountryUnited States of America
That's what I hate about the war on drugs. All day long we see those commercials: "Here's your brain, here's your brain on drugs", "Just Say No", "Why do you think they call it dope?" ... And then the next commercial is [singing] "This Bud's for yooouuuu." C'mon, everybody, let's be hypocritical bastards. It's okay to drink your drug. We meant those other drugs. Those untaxed drugs. Those are the ones that are bad for you.
And on the seventh day, god stepped back and said and said, "This is my creation, perfect in every way... oh, dammit I left all this pot all over the place. Now they'll think I want them to smoke it... Now I have to create Republicans."
To me pornography is...spending all your money and not educating the people in America, but spending it instead on weapons.
No, I don't do drugs anymore, either. But I'll tell you something about drugs. I used to do drugs, but I'll tell you something honestly about drugs, honestly, and I know it's not a very popular idea, you don't hear it very often anymore, but it is the truth: I had a great time doing drugs. Sorry. Never murdered anyone, never robbed anyone, never raped anyone, never beat anyone, never lost a job, a car, a house, a wife or kids, laughed my ass off, and went about my day.
Jesus-murdered. Martin Luther King-murdered. Gandhi-murdered. Malcolm X-murdered. Reagan-wounded.
Sometimes my dad even gets on this kick--'You hate this country'....I have to tell him...I just hate being lied to.
I'm just trying to rid the world of all these fevered egos that are tainting our collective unconscious...
All your beliefs, they're just that. They're nothing. They're how you were taught and raised. That doesn't make 'em real.
What kind of people are these with such low self-esteem that they need a war to feel better about themselves?
That's starting to depress me about UFOs. The fact that they cross galaxies...and always end up in places like Fyfe, Alabama.
I'm tired of this back-slappin' "isn't humanity neat" bullshit. We're a virus with shoes.
I don't care if you're obscene, filthy, horrendous -- as long as you're honest.
There is a 3rd point of view on the gun control issue--those who I refer to as THE VICTIMS--but they remain strangely silent...
I need my sleep. I need about eight hours a day, and about ten at night.