There is a movement afoot to get Lenny Bruce's a pardon for his New York conviction.
In August of 1966, when Lenny Bruce died, I was working for the summer with my father at DuArt Film Labs on 55th Street.
There was a skilled maintenance worker there (one of the last of the classic "dese, dem, doze" Brooklynites) who could communicate a reasonably coherent sentence using little but variations on the word "F--k" as a verb, adverb, adjective, noun in all its regular and irregular forms.
On the other hand, the Judge in Bruce's New York case claimed to have been in the Army for 4 years and never heard the word. That got as big a laugh in the court as anything Bruce said.
I got Lenny Bruce's album in 1968. It was definitely the funniest thing I'd ever heard. Pardon? He should get a formal apology.
(By the way, I'm not squeamish about the F word, just trying to keep from choking on the spam filters.)
For some more on Lenny, here's part of his FBI file:
http://www.fadetoblack.com/foi/lennybruce/index.html
Posted by campbell at May 23, 2003 11:20 AM | TrackBack