Very sad news over the weekend with the unexpected passing of John Clarke, one of the Australia's wittiest and most verbose comic minds. From a young age, I can vividly remember my parents howling with laughter at the end of The 7:30 Report as John and Brian Dawe skewered whatever was happening in politics that week. As a younger fella, I can remember staring in giggly awe at the incredibly funny and just smart humour of The Games; how could something so clever be so funny (to the 15 year old giggling at Adam Sandler, this is quite a realisation). His deadpan reaction to the buffoonery of bureaucracy happening around him was exquisite, made only better when he'd ever so slightly lose his cool, raising his voice like a dad pushed to his limits, but quickly coming back under control.
In a world darkened by conflict and corruption, we've never needed his voice more. It's a damn shame to lose him now. Here's some gold to remember him by.