Any nation that claims to have a modicum of freedom of expression must identify the primary purpose of such a policy: to protect unpopular and offensive speech. After all, speech that the people agree with doesn’t need much protection, does it?
One thing that annoys me is the constant misuse of the word miracle. For instance, describing the win of a US hockey team as a miracle is, frankly, an insult to the players; they needed no divine intervention in order to beat the soviets. The rescue of the Pennsylvania miners a few years ago, also oft described in miraculous hyperbole, was a result of intelligent men doing their jobs, not via the hand of a supreme being.
Having said that, it’s nice to see that a simple linebacker agrees with me:
I’m not going to say it was a miracle, because that’s crippled people getting up and walking, the blind seeing.
Thank you, Mr. Foote.
He’s talking about the rare football game that I watched, with a girlfriend who cares far more about football than me, in which the hometown team barely won against the Jets. Here’s a link.
From a Friendster.com bio post of a person who went to the same high school as me:
have sex with my boyfriend all day long, play cards a lot, am the lead singer of a rock-opera type of band, smoke a shit ton of weed,
College: where we make our parents proud!