How I Could Just Kill A Man
And the gene pool. Don't forget that.
As writers we are creative people. Placing arbitrary limits on freedom of expression is abhorrent to me, but that doesn't mean there's no limits at all. Censorship has its place even in a free society.
For example, here's a name we haven't referenced in a while (and boy, was I enjoying the silence): Batshit Glenn Beck:
Beck's cloddish antics, puerile and vile as they might be, have to be tolerated.
Which doesn't necessarily mean it wouldn't give me a great deal to beat his ass to death with a baseball wrapped with barb wire and smeared with feces.
The notion of the secret racist is interesting. I don't think they exist. If you're a hardcore racist, I don't think there's anyway to prevent that from showing in day to to interactions unless you're some kind of psychopath who takes it out by... hold up, that's the plot of the craigslist killer.
Anyway, I don't think there's a way to be racist "privately" without it affecting someone. There are different levels, sure, but I'd like to eliminate them all. They're all bad for society.
And the gene pool. Don't forget that.
As writers we are creative people. Placing arbitrary limits on freedom of expression is abhorrent to me, but that doesn't mean there's no limits at all. Censorship has its place even in a free society.
For example, here's a name we haven't referenced in a while (and boy, was I enjoying the silence): Batshit Glenn Beck:
The conservative media mogul took toilet humor to a new level on his web TV show Tuesday, as he responded to a painting that depicts President Obama as a Christ figure with his own work of art. Hearkening back to the infamous "Piss Christ" photograph of 1987, which featured a small crucifix placed in photographer Andres Sorrano's urine, Beck dipped a bobblehead doll of Obama into a jar of what he said was his own urine (though he later admitted it was a non-urinary liquid).
The jar, which he gave the name "Obama in Pee Pee," is on sale for $25,000.
Beck's cloddish antics, puerile and vile as they might be, have to be tolerated.
Which doesn't necessarily mean it wouldn't give me a great deal to beat his ass to death with a baseball wrapped with barb wire and smeared with feces.