Censortivity Awareness Training

By:

Gonzo

            I’m not going to mention pornography specifically here, but it is important to mention it. I have a complaint about pornography: It entraps. What I mean is that if a guy gets material that appeals to his prurient interests, he’s getting up, not getting off, and creating a danger to himself. Thanks to Net, every type of porn catering to every thinkable kink is available. Malcontents, field generals for the Vast Army of the Unlaid are pushing for censorship, if not flat out termination of these services. It doesn’t stop there, though. It only gets uglier as it goes along.

            First, let me tackle the issue of porn’s availability. If you’re a parent, and don’t you kid(s) to see anything objectionable, it’s your responsibility to take the necessary measures to do so. The government doesn’t need to put a V-Chip in your t.v. or interfere with your life, though it wants to. Of course, I still don’t see anything inherently wrong with stopping at a topless car wash on the Information Highway. What you’ll find there is no different than what you’ll find under your brother’s mattress, or dad’s top drawer, depending on their kinkiness. If you don’t like it, fine. Don’t look at it, but don’t make others suffer.

            I’m reminded of a situation back in ’96 where a 15 year old met some guy on A.O.L., in a gay chat room, and the teen was invited over to “look at games,” but the guy ended up molesting him instead. Some time later, the teen met another guy, and the same thing happened. Here’s the rub: The first guy was there, a fight broke out, and one guy shot the other. The teen’s parents wanted A.O.L. held responsible. A.O.L is responsible for notoriously bad service, but in this case I’d say “Let them be.” I know teens think differently than adults do, but what was the teen doing going back for Round 2? What ever happened for being accountable for your own actions?

            This is only a symptom of the sickness: Fascists are running amok, and you are partly to blame. This cancer has spread, and by not getting help quicker, it may very wee be terminal. Feds can now keep tabs of what books you get from the library, what videos/DVDs you rent, and what books you special order from the bookstores you patronize. Political correctness is an 800 lb gorilla, and it has a raging case of rabies, and by not wanting to offend, in any way, a door has been left open for unwanted entities to show up. This was all part of a plan. Nibble away at freedom, and not too many people will notice, then, give them a good bullshit story, and because they’ve been dumbed down so badly, they’ll buy it because they can’t think for themselves anymore.

            Uncle Sam is rolling up his sleeve, and sporting a new tattoo: A hammer and sickle. If more people don’t speak up, he’ll get another one, and I have the sinking feeling it will say “N.W.O.”

            For a while now, I’ve been noticing how hot it has been. I looked at a thermometer, and it read Fahrenheit 451.