When Will Jesus Bring the Pork Chops?

When Will Jesus Bring the Pork Chops?

by George Carlin

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On the heels of George Carlin's #1 New York Times bestseller Napalm & Silly Putty comes When Will Jesus Bring the Pork Chops?--infused with Carlin's trademark irreverent humor and biting cultural observations.

Here we go again . . . George Carlin's hilarious When Will Jesus Bring the Pork Chops? offers his cutting-edge opinions and observational humor on everything from evasive euphemistic language to politicians to the media to dead people. Nothing and no one is safe!

Despite the current climate of political correctness, Carlin is not afraid to take on controversial topics:

  • Carlin on the media: The media comprises equal parts business, politics, advertising, public relations, and show business. Nice combination. Enough bull for Texas to open a chain of branch offices.
  • Carlin on the battle of the sexes: Here's all you have to know about men and women: women are crazy, men are stupid. And the main reason women are crazy is that men are stupid.
  • Carlin on hygiene: When did they pass a law that says the people who make my sandwich have to be wearing gloves? I'm not comfortable with this. I don't want glove residue all over my food; it's not sanitary. Who knows where these gloves have been?
  • Carlin on evasive language: Just to demonstrate how far using euphemisms in language has gone, some psychologists are now actually referring to ugly people as those with "severe appearance deficits." Hey, Doctor. How's that for "denial"?
  • Carlin on politics: No self-respecting politician would ever admit to working in the government. They prefer to think of themselves "serving the nation." To help visualize the service they provide the country, you may wish to picture the things that take place on a stud farm.
The thinking person's comic who uses words as weapons, Carlin puts voice to issues that capture the modern imagination. For instance, why are there Ten Commandments? Are UFOs real? What will the future really be like? This brand-new collection tackles all that and more.

In When Will Jesus Bring the Pork Chops? Carlin's razor-sharp observations demolish everyday values and leave you laughing out loud--delivering exactly what his countless fans have been waiting for.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781401381714
Publisher: Hachette Books
Publication date: 10/01/2004
Sold by: Hachette Digital, Inc.
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 320
Sales rank: 436,016
File size: 2 MB
Age Range: 13 - 18 Years

About the Author

George Carlin, author of three bestsellers, released twenty-three comedy albums; appeared in sixteen feature films; written and performed fourteen HBO specials; received four Grammy Awards; and been nominated for five Emmy Awards. He was the recipient of the American Comedy Awards Lifetime Achievement Award and was recently named the recipient of the Mark Twain Prize for American Humor.

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ISBN: 1-4013-0134-7

Chapter One


I'm a modern man, digital and smoke-free; a man for the millennium. A diversified, multi-cultural, post-modern deconstructionist; politically, anatomically and ecologically incorrect. I've been uplinked and downloaded, I've been inputted and outsourced. I know the upside of downsizing, I know the downside of upgrading. I'm a high-tech low-life. A cutting-edge, state-of-the-art, bi-coastal multi-tasker, and I can give you a gigabyte in a nanosecond. I'm new-wave, but I'm old-school; and my inner child is outward-bound. I'm a hot-wired, heat-seeking, warm-hearted cool customer; voice-activated and bio-degradable. I interface with my database; my database is in cyberspace; so I'm interactive, I'm hyperactive, and from time to time I'm radioactive. Behind the eight ball, ahead of the curve, ridin' the wave, dodgin' the bullet, pushin' the envelope. I'm on point, on task, on message, and off drugs. I've got no need for coke and speed; I've got no urge to binge and purge. I'm in the moment, on the edge, over the top, but under the radar. A high-concept, low-profile, medium-range ballistic missionary. A street-wise smart bomb. A top-gun bottom-feeder. I wear power ties, I tell power lies, I take power naps, I run victory laps. I'm a totally ongoing, big-foot, slam-dunk rainmaker with a pro-active outreach. A raging workaholic, a working rageaholic: out of rehab and in denial. I've got a personal trainer, a personal shopper, a personal assistant, and a personal agenda. You can't shut me up; you can't dumb me down. 'Cause I'm tireless, and I'm wireless. I'm an alpha-male on beta-blockers. I'm a non-believer, I'm an over-achiever; Laid-back and fashion-forward. Up-front, down-home; low-rent, high-maintenance. I'm super-sized, long-lasting, high-definition, fast-acting, oven-ready and built to last. A hands-on, footloose, knee-jerk head case; prematurely post-traumatic, and I have a love child who sends me hate-mail. But I'm feeling, I'm caring, I'm healing, I'm sharing. A supportive, bonding, nurturing primary-care giver. My output is down, but my income is up. I take a short position on the long bond, and my revenue stream has its own cash flow. I read junk mail, I eat junk food, I buy junk bonds, I watch trash sports. I'm gender-specific, capital-intensive, user-friendly and lactose-intolerant. I like rough sex; I like tough love. I use the f-word in my e-mail. And the software on my hard drive is hard-core-no soft porn. I bought a microwave at a mini-mall. I bought a mini-van at a mega-store. I eat fast food in the slow lane. I'm toll-free, bite-size, ready-to-wear, and I come in all sizes. A fully equipped, factory-authorized, hospital-tested, clinically proven, scientifically formulated medical miracle. I've been pre-washed, pre-cooked, pre-heated, pre-screened, pre-approved, pre-packaged, post-dated, freeze-dried, double-wrapped and vacuum-packed. And ... I have unlimited broadband capacity. I'm a rude dude, but I'm the real deal. Lean and mean. Cocked, locked and ready to rock; rough, tough and hard to bluff: I take it slow, I go with the flow; I ride with the tide, I've got glide in my stride. Drivin' and movin', sailin' and spinnin'; jivin' and groovin', wailin' and winnin'. I don't snooze, so I don't lose. I keep the pedal to the metal and the rubber on the road. I party hearty, and lunchtime is crunch time. I'm hangin' in, there ain't no doubt; and I'm hangin' tough. Over and out.

EUPHEMISMS: It's a Whole New Language

Euphemistic language turns up in many areas of American life in a variety of situations. Not all euphemisms are alike, but they have one thing in common: They obscure meaning rather than enhance it; they shade the truth. But they exist for various reasons.

Sometimes they simply replace a word that makes people uncomfortable. For instance, the terms white meat, dark meat and drumstick came into use because in Victorian times people didn't like to mention certain body parts. No one at the dinner table really wanted to hear Uncle Herbert say, "Never mind the thighs, Margaret, let me have one of those nice, juicy breasts." It would've made them uncomfortable.

And at the same time, for the same reason, belly became stomach. But even stomach sounded too intimate, so they began saying tummy. It's actually a bit sad.

I first became aware of euphemisms when I was nine years old. I was in the living room with my mother and my aunt Lil when I mentioned that Lil had a mole on her face. My mother was quick to point out that Lil didn't have a mole, she had a beauty mark.

That confused me because, looking at Lil, the beauty mark didn't seem to be working. And it confused me further, because my uncle John also had a brown thing on his face, and it was clearly not a beauty mark. And so on that day, I discovered that on some people what appeared to be moles were actually beauty marks. And as it turned out, they were the same people whose laugh lines looked a lot like crow's-feet.

By the way, that whole beauty-mark scare worked so well that some women routinely began using eyebrow pencils to apply fake beauty marks-a "fake mole" being something no self-respecting woman would ever think of giving herself. Somehow, I can't imagine Elizabeth Taylor turning to Joan Crawford and saying, "Lend me your eyebrow pencil, Joanie, I'm gonna put a fake mole on my face."

By the way, it was only a few years after the Aunt Lil incident that I took comfort in the fact that some people apparently thought my ugly pimples were nothing more than minor skin blemishes.

Another role euphemisms play is to simply put a better face on things, to dress up existing phrases that sound too negative. Nonprofit became not-for-profit, because nonprofit sounded too much as though someone didn't know what they were doing. Not-for-profit makes it clear that there was never any intention of making a profit in the first place.

But some words that are euphemized aren't even vaguely negative, they're merely considered too ordinary. For that reason, many things that used to be free are now complimentary. Asking the hotel clerk if the newspapers are free makes you sound like a mooch, but "Are the newspapers complimentary?" allows you to retain some small bit of dignity. This is the reason some hotels offer their guests complimentary continental breakfasts, while others give their customers free doughnuts.

If you're one who would enjoy a closer look at euphemisms, you'll find a number of sections in the book that will interest you. I broke the euphemisms into segments, because they play such a large and varied role in American speech. And I call it The New Language, because it's certainly new to me; I know I didn't grow up with it. And that's my larger point: that it's gotten worse over time. There were probably a few early signs I noticed, but I knew the problem was getting serious when I began to hear ordinary people refer to ideas as concepts.

More to come.


Imagine two different commercial airliners taking long, fatal plunges directly into the ground from high altitudes. One is a British Airways plane filled with staid English diplomats and upper-class landed gentry. The other plane is Alitalia, filled with uneducated Sicilian, Greek and Turkish peasants. As the two planes dive toward certain destruction, which one do you think will have the louder screaming and the more colorful praying, cursing and blasphemy? You get one guess. Hint: It isn't the British plane.

Eye Blaster: Get One Now

Are your eyes dry and itchy? It's possible you may have dry, itchy eyes. Don't take a chance. Call now for Eye Blaster, a special, self-powered unit that blasts hot, refreshing steam directly into the eyes to relieve symptoms fast. Just plug in the Eye Blaster and wait forty-five minutes for full heat and steam pressure to build up. Then blast the scalding hot steam directly into your eyes for thirty to forty minutes. Submerge your head immediately in ice water for fifteen minutes, then repeat the steam treatment. Repeat these steps seven times and then take a breather. Do not use more than fifteen times in one twenty-four-hour period. Children under five should not use Eye Blaster unsupervised. When using on pets, tie pet to a chair before blasting. Safe for old people. Doctor approved, but not eye doctors. Call now.


Boxing is an activity in which each of two men, by delivering a series of repeated, sharp blows to the head, attempts to render the other senseless, leaving him lying on the floor, unable to act rationally, defend himself or even stand up. If one of the two men is knocked down and beaten into an only partially blank and helpless mental state, the other is made to stand aside and the contest is halted momentarily, while the damaged man regains just enough strength to stand up and have the beating continue-to the point where he is again lying on the floor, this time completely immobile and functionless. Afterward, the two men embrace in a display of good sportsmanship.


Hi Billy. I'm Uncle John. I came up to say goodnight. You remember your Uncle John, don't you? You remember the time I took you down to the beach and we set the hot dog stand on fire and three people died? Wasn't that fun? Remember runnin' away from the police? And how we hid in the sewer and Uncle John got poo-poo all over him? And he wiped it on your coat? You remember? And then I took you to the bar and got drank and vomited on the jukebox? And sparks started flyin' out of the jukebox and a fire started? And all the people were screamin'? Remember that? Remember the screamin'? And the ambulances? Wasn't that fun?

And do you remember that other time? The time I took you to the circus? The lion got loose and ate a monkey? Wasn't that fun? And they had to kill the lion? And the monkeys got real sad, so they had to kill the monkeys, too? Wasn't that fun? And then the man fell off the trapeze and smashed into the ground, and they had to kill him? And all the other trapeze people got real sad and they had to kill them too? Hah? Wasn't that fun?

Why are you cryin', Billy? Please don't cry. If you stop cryin', I'll take you to the rodeo. Wouldn't that be fun? Maybe someone will get trampled, or gored. They've got horsies and cows, too, you know. Maybe they'll have to kill a horsie. Or a cow. And if they kill a cow, maybe we'll get to eat him in a hamburger. Wouldn't that be fun? Please don't cry.

Remember the time you fell outta my car? Remember, you were lookin' out the window, and we went around a corner real fast to keep from hittin' that lady? And you went flyin' out the window and hit the pole, head first? And the doctor had to sew your head up with a big needle? I've got a boat now, Billy. You wanna go out on my boat? I promise I'll be careful. Are you asleep yet? Billy? Please stop cryin'.


My fellow countrymen, I speak to you as coequals, knowing you are deserving of the honest truth. And let me warn you in advance, my subject matter concerns a serious crisis caused by an event in my past history: the execution-style killing of a security guard on a delivery truck. At that particular point in time, I found myself in a deep depression, making mental errors which seemed as though they might threaten my future plans. I am not over-exaggerating.

I needed a new beginning, so I decided to pay a social visit to a personal friend with whom I share the same mutual objectives and who is one of the most unique individuals I have ever personally met. The end result was an unexpected surprise. When I reiterated again to her the fact that I needed a fresh start, she said I was exactly right; and, as an added plus, she came up with a final solution that was absolutely perfect.

Based on her past experience, she felt we needed to join together in a common bond for a combined total of twenty-four hours a day, in order to find some new initiatives. What a novel innovation! And, as an extra bonus she presented me with the free gift of a tuna fish. Right away I noticed an immediate positive improvement. And although my recovery is not totally complete, the sum total is I feel much better now knowing I am not uniquely alone.


Hello. We're the ones who control your lives. We make the decisions that affect all of you. Isn't it interesting to know that those who run your lives would have the nerve to tell you about it in this manner? Suffer, you fools. We know everything you do, and we know where you go. What do you think the cameras are for? And the global-positioning satellites? And the Social Security numbers? You belong to us. And it can't be changed. Sign your petitions, walk your picket lines, bring your lawsuits, cast your votes, and write those stupid letters to whomever you please; you won't change a thing. Because we control your lives. And we have plans for you. Go back to sleep.


I find it discouraging-and a bit depressing-when I notice the unequal treatment afforded by the media to UFO believers on the one hand, and on the other, to those who believe in an invisible supreme being who inhabits the sky. Especially as the latter belief applies to the whole Jesus-Messiah-Son-of-God fable.

You may have noticed that, in the media, UFO believers are usually referred to as buffs, a term used to diminish and marginalize them by relegating them to the ranks of hobbyists and mere enthusiasts. They are made to seem like kooks and quaint dingbats who have the nerve to believe that, in an observable universe of trillions upon trillions of stars, and most likely many hundreds of billions of potentially inhabitable planets, some of those planets may have produced life-forms capable of doing things that we can't do.

On the other hand those who believe in an eternal, all-powerful being, a being who demands to be loved and adored unconditionally and who punishes and rewards according to his whims are thought to be worthy, upright, credible people. This, in spite of the large numbers of believers who are clearly close-minded fanatics.


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When Will Jesus Bring the Pork Chops 4.1 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 62 reviews.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Excellent book, written by someone who is not bitter but thoughtful and who will be sorely missed.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I love, love, love this man! He does say what you are thinking whether you want to admit it or not. He isn't trying to push his ideas or thoughts on you but he sure does make you think. It was a great read & entertaining!
Guest More than 1 year ago
Hilarious read!! Carlin fans should love this book, those that offend at the slightest joke should not read this one. His comments on religion are almost as funny as the very belief systems he mocks!
Guest More than 1 year ago
Great humor about everyday things that no one else has said before or at least made it funny.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This book is hilarious! People with no sense of humor shouldnt read this book.
Guest More than 1 year ago
The truth stings a little but if you listen to the message with an open mind, you will be saved! Enjoy and learn!
Guest More than 1 year ago
Once again Carlin holds no punches. He challenges societies norms, encouraging all of us in his own way to make a difference. I find his message to be powerful, passionate and a touch depressing. However, he lessens the sadness with his brilliant comedic touches. Once again Mr. Carlin Thank You for sharing your brilliance and passion with us.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Carlin, as usual, rips on everyone, not just the right or left, or the politically correct. Assumptions are challenged. Sacred cows are shredded into hamburger, then grilled to perfection and served with a generous helping of sarcasm.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Like the previous George Carlin books, this one has made my mind set alot different. Each time I read one of his books I look at the world/culture/society in a different way. This isnt something you want to read if you dont like the truth or if you are someone that George critisizes (Liberalists, Feminists, ect). As for the previous comment that 'Kim' made about it being better to burn, well she is probably one of those people.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Like his previous two books, 'When will Jesus Bring the Pork Chops?' is all you could want from Carlin and more. The humor and wit is second to none; there wasn't a subject he wasn't willing to cover.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Great laughs from cover to cover! As ever, Carlin's powers of observation and sense of word play make us see the world in a totally different way. A great read!`
comfypants on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Brain Droppings was one of my favorite books. Napalm and Silly Putty wasn't as good, but it was still funny. This was complete crap. There are maybe 50 (of 300) pages worth of funny things. Most of the book is taken up by an extended rant on one or two subjects, repeating the same point/observation over and over and over and over...
sixteendays on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
As a life-long Carlin fan, this one did not impress me.
yeremenko on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
This isn't his best, but he was the best.I am shocked and disappointed by what passes for stand-up humor these days. George Carlin's ghost has pieces of guys like Dane Cook in its stool.Some of this book isn't that great but there is enough of the classic, incomparable Carlin to make it 5 stars.
06nwingert on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I read this in 2008 after Carlin passed away. While reading, I remembered a television show, Thomas the Tank Engine, from my childhood, in which Carlin starred. When Will Jesus Bring the Pork Chops is Carlin's humorous and satirical take on religion, politics, and life in general.
lchs.mrso on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
George Carlin¿s When Will Jesus Bring the Pork Chops is an exceptionally humorous book for the open-minded person. It consists of a compilation of some of Carlin¿s better known comedy routines and some new material. Covering topics from religion and politics to how people speak the American language, Carlin¿s radical views become apparent in his amusing satire. Carlin¿s droll, extremely funny writing makes very evident his annoyance at one topic most discussed in this book: the increased amount of euphemisms that are employed in the English language. Carlin is unafraid to make known his controversial opinions on religion, politics, and everyday life, criticizing everyone equally. The title and front cover design are two examples of this; the jacket design is a picture of the Last Supper by Leonardo da Vinci, but with a twist: the addition of Carlin holding a fork and knife impatiently awaiting the arrival of ¿Pork Chops.¿ Despite this bitterness, Carlin presents a funny, witty classic; a must-read for the freethinking reader.
invisiblelizard on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Shortly after Carlin's death in 2008, I saw this book on the bargain shelf in the bookstore and picked it up out of pure sentiment to the memory of a once-great comedian who still entertained me in his twilight years, even though the edge seemed to have gone. Reading this book, I get more of the same: a warm feeling for a guy who made me laugh for decades, but nothing to lead me to believe he had new ground to cover. Some of this material I recognize from bits he'd done on late night talk shows and his stand-up routines. Other bits reminded me of things I'd read from him in the past. (Hasn't he done "euphemisms" to death already? Pardon the pun.) So it's with a heavy heart that I bid him farewell, and that same heart gives me the smile I have on my face as I flip back through this book now. It's an adequate book-end to a life spent dissecting the English language, but the real joy came a ways back in the stack (if you follow my metaphor).
jimmaclachlan on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Of the three books of his I've listened to, this one was the best & pretty much encompassed the other two. His humor sometimes goes over the edge into peevishness. Other times I disagree so completely that his rant becomes a sad statement, but for the most part I liked & agreed with his sentiments. He truly had a great way of looking at our world.
Djupstrom on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Funny, but not laugh-out-loud funny. I love George Carlin, but this was just alright.
Joles on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
If you enjoy George Carlin you will enjoy this book. If you are easily offended or don't understand his belittling humor this probably isn't the book for you. In a live performance of his he said he really enjoyed the title because it offends three major groups because of the use of Jesus and Pork Chops all in the same title. This book is just as witty as his others.
AlexTheHunn on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
If you're already of fan of Carlin's, you'll love this book. If you do not like him, this work is not for you. To the undecided, his range of clever observations just may win you over. Carling never shies away from the outrageous, offensive or contraversial.
kaelirenee on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
George Carlin, only written. This comedian is a prolific jokester who writes down everything, catalogs it, and establishes just when to say something in his act. He is very thought-out in his routines, and it shows in his books. Funny, though little original from his stand-up routines. Of course, full of profanities, obnoxious jokes, wondering about language, and generally continuing on in the vein of "7 things you can't say on television."
wdwilson3 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
At his best, George Carlin was a comic genius, a politically incorrect slayer of sacred cows, a man who made us laugh at ourselves and sometimes even offered us new insights. At his worst, he was a foul-mouthed misogynistic pervert. You get equal helpings of the best and the worst in this collection, plus a bunch of stuff that, dare I say it, is pretty boring. It is, after all, a collection of short observations similar to his standup performance. I got the distinct feeling that material was thin at this point in his life.Anyone who¿s seen Carlin perform or has read his past volumes know that he was a keen observer of language use, exploring our euphemisms to show how we¿ve become increasingly politically correct (or tactful, depending on your point of view). Carlin saw most of this as mealy-mouthed, and he may have had a point. But there is simply too much in this volume that just goes on and on about how our language has changed, and I yelled ¿Enough!¿ more than once. Just because it¿s true doesn¿t make it interesting, or funny.There are high points, too, at least for those of us that love comedy of the absurd. I laughed out loud to some of his surrealistic descriptions of his uncles. And ¿A Modern Man¿ and ¿The Two Commandments¿ are classics from his standup routine. It¿s a mixed bag, fun to dip into when you need a laugh.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book is a classic example of the humor George Carlin brought to the world as one of America's truly great comedians. Biting observations about language, current events, the media, and what ailed society - his trademark wit was ever present in this book. While at times crude, this made for a really fun read, and an interesting window on things happening in society even today.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I have followed George Carlin's stand up for years and he has been hilarious, but this book just didn't stand up to any of his classic materials. So sad when a great comedian just becomes repetitive and "unfunny".