Another great one bites the dust.

Folks,

Richard Pryor died two days ago of heart failure. He, apart from George Carlin, remained the one last bastion of the great comic hall tradition that was popularized by Lenny Bruce and Woody Allen, and carried forth by the likes of Bill Hicks and Sam Kinison. Now it's just Carlin and a bunch of wannabe idiots who can't go beyond the fact that airline food is bad and there are too many fucking 7-11's in the world.

He was the master of the race card, and not only that he could turn ANYTHING including a nasty cocaine habit, his numerous convictions, his friends, thieves, racism, even his Multiple Sclerosis, into something funny. He was a trailblazer for black standup comedians and set for them a benchmark that they try to to hit but usually fail miserably. After hearing Pryor, one would find that Eddy Murphy, Chris Rock, Dave Chappelle etc. are all just taking shit off him and packaging it differently (giving him credit of course). His takes on everything from prostitution and the mafia were hilarious beyond belief.

The world will miss him.

Why did Pryor have to die when Russell Peters still walks this earth I fail to see.
I bet you, complete no-talents like Peters will fucking live to be 95 while great men like Pryor and Hicks die around us.