BILL HICKS, ON FLAG BURNING.

I grew up loving stand-up comedy, my parents were pretty open minded and more permissive than other parents with what my brother and I were allowed to watch.  Growing up in the 1970s and 1980s, the moment Betamax and VHS video were on the market was the beginning of my consumption of stand-up comedy.  Redd Foxx, George Carlin, and Richard Pryor got airtime at the Casa Sandoval.  I was buying stand-up comedy cassettes and recorded the Dr Demento Show every Sunday night.  When I first moved out to Los Angeles back in 1992, there was this guy, Bob.  I lived in Redondo Beach at the start and Bob was this guy who would loan you videos every time you came over and mooched weed off of him.  It was a fun time in my life.  I’d just gotten out the Navy and L.A. right after the 1992 Rodney King Riots was absolutely fascinating.  I would ride my bike on the beach every day from the very end of the bike path through Redondo Beach Pier to this Bob guy’s place where he turned me onto stand-up comedy I’d never seen before.  Bill Hicks was my favorite.

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