George Carlin had essentially two modes. The first was light mode, where he was playful and capricious but not mean-spirited. This is the mode he was in when he compared baseball and football, for example, or when he talked about being a class clown.
The other was dark mode, where he was snide, denigrating, derisive, and just plain mean. And those bits were universally built around leftist talking points or Baby Boomer bugaboos, things like their parents, religion, or American culture. His delivery was often indistinguishable from mode to mode, but if you listen to the words--
Running down religion is a favorite of lefty comedians, because they hate Christianity and everything it stands for, and whenever Carlin started talking about religion he inevitably began to sneer. So the other night, in a performance 40 years old, he talked about how God was incompetent.
Among his other points was that "Everything God makes, dies!" He insisted this meant that God was not omnipotent, or even a competent engineer; and it wasn't until I was on my way to work the next day that I realized what was wrong with that.
The way I analogized it was thus: when you have a fuse in a fuse box in your house, it can quietly sit there for decades without needing attention. The instant you draw too much current from the circuit it protects, however, it will blow. When that fuse blows, you don't complain that it was faulty, or that the designer was an idiot, because the fuse did exactly what it is supposed to do.
If the fuse fails to blow when the current draw goes too high, it's a failure; if it blows the instant it's put in (and it's in a circuit it's rated for) it's a failure. But it's not a failure if it works to specification.
...and that's the arrogance of George Carlin's bit, there: it assumes that death is a bug and therefore God is not really God, or something. Because of course if God knew what He was doing, we'd be immortal, right?
But God didn't design our bodies to be immortal. In fact He specifically designed them not to be immortal. If He'd wanted us to be immortal, we would be, like the angels. Nothing on the terrestrial plane is meant to be everlasting; everything is impermanent by design.
A world where there is no death is a world where there can be no disease, no injury, no suffering. What would differentiate the terrestrial plane from the celestial plane (which is to say, heaven)? Why would anyone aspire to heaven when there was neither reason nor method to go there? And if the devil is the prince of the terrestrial world, what does that mean?
I never fail to be astounded by the arrogance of people who think they know better than God how His universe should be designed.