I was reading a (quite humorous) email from my uncle that went something like this:
Whatever you two are smoking, please send me two tons as a sales starter package. I think that there is a lot more profit potential in whatever you are smoking than in converting ’58 Chevies into tri5s. I think that we would be better off converting these ’58s into tanks and selling them to GWB for his next attack on humanity. No, lets not do that, we might be next on his hit list.
It was then, as I considered the levity and content of his joking reference to our Dear Leader, that I realized something sad: how often I sensor myself, out of fear that something that I write or say might be surveiled and, should the wrong combination of words align, I might be subject to a) firing or b) imprisonment (possibly without right to trial).
Get it straight: I don’t have deviant or evil impulses. But the random nefarious thought occasionally passes through my head and the worst thing about it is that I hesitate to give voice to them – not because I am worried about the direct consequences of my thoughts (there would never be any) but rather because of this sense that pretty much anything I say or write (in email or IM) is potentially monitored by some government agency.
So this is modern Merka. It seems that the freedoms we are paying so dearly to protect from the Islamofascists has already been swiped from us by our rulers. The shame.
Self Censorship in Modern Merka
I was reading a (quite humorous) email from my uncle that went something like this:
It was then, as I considered the levity and content of his joking reference to our Dear Leader, that I realized something sad: how often I sensor myself, out of fear that something that I write or say might be surveiled and, should the wrong combination of words align, I might be subject to a) firing or b) imprisonment (possibly without right to trial).
Get it straight: I don’t have deviant or evil impulses. But the random nefarious thought occasionally passes through my head and the worst thing about it is that I hesitate to give voice to them – not because I am worried about the direct consequences of my thoughts (there would never be any) but rather because of this sense that pretty much anything I say or write (in email or IM) is potentially monitored by some government agency.
So this is modern Merka. It seems that the freedoms we are paying so dearly to protect from the Islamofascists has already been swiped from us by our rulers. The shame.