Bill Hicks had an answer for everything. Here’s his take on living the autumn years of your life in dignity.
I love the movies, love ’em. Now, I’m watching Terminator 2 the other day, and I’m thinking to myself, they cannot top the stunts in this film, they cannot top this shit, unless… they start using terminally ill patients as stunt people in feature films.
Wait, hear me out, ’cause I know to a lot of you this may seem a little cruel.
“Aww, Bill, terminally ill stunt people? That’s cruel!”
You know what I think’s cruel? Leaving your loved ones to die in a hospital room surrounded by strangers. Fuck that! Put ’em in the movies!
What, you wanna let your grandmother live out her last days in a sterile hospital room, with translucent skin so thin you can see her last heartbeat work its way down her blue veins? Or do you want her to meet… Chuck Norris?