Loneliness of the long distance Ninja

Bill Hicks would have been 59 years old yesterday.

I wrote to his mother after he passed and she wrote me back. I’m afraid to google her in case she’s passed on. For as long as I don’t … she remains Schrodinger’s cat – both dead and alive at the same time … until the moment the box is opened. Trump he just would have found funny. He’d be over the moon that Clinton got beat and a cartoon character got the top seat – he’d have found that a hoot. It would be too funny that he won for him ever to get upset for too long. George W Bush might have been too much for him. Not the Demon’s idiot son.

There was nothing he’d find funny in that – those would be his angry bits. Angry Bill. The best Bill. Obama? SOCEAEO. Same Satanic dude holding up both sock puppets running for Prez. Nobody has talked about the things he talked about since. Nobody. He was the Messiah of my age. Died a year short of ours aged 32.

People don’t die of pancreatic cancer aged 32. Manhattan produces 0.6 cases per year. I don’t normally have any time for X celebrity was killed by the illuminati or the government .. but if ever there was a ‘comedian’ who pulled back the curtain to reveal the great Oz …. someone who cut way too close to the bone about how this world is run …. William Melvin Hicks was the man.

Miss you, Bill