The ability of Americans to be apathetic is astounding. The Government can read your email! "So what?" you say. "Anybody who thinks email is private is dumb" you say. The Government can listen into your calls. "So what?" you say. "There are too many to listen to. They aren't listening to mine." you say.
The list of 4th amendment violations goes on! Sneak-and-peek searches, no-knock search warrants, tracking your cell phone, using your phone as an ease dropping device. Every time the Government takes some of your rights your warned about the "slippery slope". "Bah!" you say. "I'm not a criminal it's no problem. And besides they will stop here." What if one day the Government decided it could read your mail. You'd be sufficiently pissed about that, yes? Well it happened. While we were all enjoying our holidays the Democrats and Republicans both pushed forward H.R. 6407, the "Postal Accountability and Enhancement Act". The President's own press release following the out-of-session signing states that the Government no has the power to open your mail. I'd say that now that your angry you could get a hold of me and we could talk about how this a clear violation of our freedoms and what can be done about it.... oh but wait! I forgot! we can't use the cell phone, email, telephone, or regular mail. That leaves us with notes under rocks and smoke signals.Labels: big government, politics, rights, society
The nonsense news today churned up a story that purportedly has the next season of Survivor having racially determined tribes. The notion of a Hispanic, Asian, Black, and White tribes makes me uncomfortable in that special way any good inappropriate joke does. But hey, Good on Probst for pushing the envelope of what's kosher on TV.
My mind is swirling with questions. Will particularly racist/militant contestants be selected? Will the tribe colors be black, white, yellow and brown? What will the tribe names be chink, cracker, niger, and spic? While one group be asked to do a demolition derby, while another group trys to carjack them, while another tries to catch a nap in the back seat, while the final group attempts to oppress the whole thing? Sounds like a recipe for ugliness. But we can all rest easy knowing that reality show producers will be very tasteful, fair, and diplomatic with how they handle this topic.
As far as production goes; why bother with an exotic island? Why not just follow four LA street gangs? Or even better, just toss a carton of cigarettes into a prison exercise yard.
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