Thursday, June 15, 2006

Shredding the Envelope

I just now saw something on a news program that I wasn’t aware of beforehand. An alternative newspaper at ACLU has printed a cartoon with Christ on a cross with, as the medical term refers to, an erection. The offensive parts were blurred but was shown next to another “cartoon” with Christ on a cross with another man all over Him.

My religion does not practice routinely blowing up buildings or bystanders, but I am seriously starting to consider finding some explosives and driving to Oregon. Who’s with me?

Yes we do have freedom of speech and our country does not typically respond to lewd conduct with the exploding of things. That’s what separates us from the radical and maniacal.

However, where does it stop? There’s a fine line between freedom of speech and knowing when to keep your trap shut.

This country was not based on the basic right of freedom of speech as so many of us fail to recognize. It was based upon basic rights and RESPONSIBLITIES, founded under God.

And where is God? Haven’t we turned our backs on Him all but completely? Oh, but let a hurricane swipe away numerous cities and people cry out, “Where is God? Where is God?”

If you treated me that way, I probably wouldn’t be so quick to respond either. Look, I am not saying I am the Pope. By all means, I am no perfect example to live by. But honestly, would you expect Someone who has been mocked for centuries upon centuries to come and rescue His mockers?

Many of us wouldn’t, but He does do it.

We have freedom of speech to say, print, paint, wear whatever we want to. But where is the responsibility? If there is no boundaries, no limits in what we say, do, and wear, without any regard to our fellow man, why would I let seeing a swastika on a jacket bother me?

Oh, but it does. However, if a person chooses to proudly parade himself in communist gear and wave a confederate flag, that’s his right to do so, is it not? But where does that end? Suppose that person started a political Jew-hating group?

That’s how it starts. Remember a dude named Adolph Hitler? Hmmm?

For those of you supporting these horrid cartoons, I would suggest that you have a little more life ahead of you than those who oppose. At least on this earth.

To the opposers, I say get out yer helmets. As far as pushing boundaries go, I cannot even see the boundary from here. As far as those specific cartoons go… Them’s fightin’ words. I wonder how long the drive from here to Oregon is anyway?

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