California Recall on Again

So it’s back to the races, with the federal appeals court reinstating the Oct. 7 election (AP). What a mess.

Everywhere I go, people joke about California. No wonder.


Posted by: on September 23, 2003 11:03 PM

So much for free speech, I guess. Not like we didn’t know it was dead long ago. The disclaimer below says it all I guess. Still, even with the New World Order of journalism, I thought we were allowed to keep our senses of humor, irony, and as Cornel West puts it (to paraphrase), “the ability to revel in the absurdity that IS life in this country, today.” Sadly, I guess all of those human traits go down with the free speech ship. Wow. Maybe that’s why the founders counted it so fundamental, because without free speech, our humanity is choked off. One censored word at a time.

I guess my censored post falls in the “otherwise objectional to us in any way” bucket, seeing as it didn’t fit in any of the others. Just out of curiosity, it would be interesting to see a brief post describing the nature of the offense committed by the censored post so that myself and other readers can avoid that sin in the future. In any game, it’s hard to stay inbounds if the boundaries keep closing in during the game.

No need to freak out and go on an IP address hunt, I’ve spent years around Internet security, so all you have to do is ask and I’ll gladly provide phone contact information.

Posted by: on September 24, 2003 07:18 AM

As they say, every time there’s an earthquake all the nuts roll into Californiat.

Posted by: on September 24, 2003 07:38 AM

I apologize to humanoid. I apparently removed it from here, where it did fit the theme, when I removed it from another posting on a completely unrelated subject. I hope he’ll re-post his comment here.

Posted by: on September 24, 2003 01:56 PM

[crunch, crunch, chomp, crunch, blech!] Sound of humanoid eating crow for screwing up the posting in the first place. He did hit STOP immediately upon realizing his mistake, and a reload of the page convinced him of success, but it must not have been soon enough. /me thinks confession may be good for the soul but it’s a nuke for unjustifiable pride.

[clank, swish, plink, clunk] Sound of humanoid cleaning up dishes after eating an entire humble pie for desert.

[sigh] Sound of humanoid thinking that he’ll use the Opera Browser note function in the future as a way to protect himself from himself.

[pray, pray, pray] Sound of silent plea that Dan, purely out of unmerited favor, delete this entire thread of evidence of humanoid’s embarrassing knee-jerk response without asking first, as any reasonable humanoid would have done.

[mutter, mumble, mope] Sound of humanoid justifying himself under his breath for the knee-jerk, due to having just settled a three month debate with soulless Washington Mutual automatons just hours prior to encountering the eJournal 404 Not Found. {whiny violins mode} Consequently, humanoid is compelled to confess the sin that he was having some issues with being unheard and misunderstood that particluar day. Even though WAMU (wham-you) conceded that the bank was in error for trashing his credit RIAA style, it still cost humanoid hours of needless distraction which will continue as he now goes through the credit rating exhoneration process. Humanoid appreciates that the eJournal feels his pain, because, in the words of the infamous Harry Tuttle, “we’re all in this together.” {/whiny violins mode}

[whirr…clack] Sound of humanoid opening the DVD drive to insert Terry Gilliam’s 1986 “Brazil” movie for peer-intervention-ordered recovery therapy.

[snore, wheeze, snore] Sound of humanoid falling asleep and dreaming of his mother, “if you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all.”

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