He was far, far too young. But frankly, if some white kid with a blog (namely, me) waxes nostalgic about a man whose prime was well before he was born... Pryor would probably have done a riff on it.
He was, though, one of the greats and his humor would have provoked riots these days. In some ways, he is a symbol of how much he wanted for us, and how far backwards we've come.
In other ways, he's the symbol for how far our culture may yet go and what is gloriously unique about it.
May we fuck each other until we are all the same color.
Rest in Peace.
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