Kathy Griffin Has A Right To Be Gross.

 

Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the government for a redress of grievances.

 

Yeah, she does. I don’t like the image of her holding a very realistic looking severed head of Donald Trump. I find it abhorrent, disgusting, and question her motives since it’s Ramadan. What message, exactly, is she trying to send?

The reality is that it doesn’t matter what message she’s trying to send. Or that it’s offensive. Or that Barron Trump didn’t realize at first that it wasn’t really his father’s severed head (good job MSM, an 11 year old thinks it’s possible for his father’s head to cut off and used in a photoshoot. We’re just running away from “civilized”, aren’t we?). It doesn’t even matter that it’s Ramadan, and Muslims/ISIS are currently actually beheading people overseas and blowing up children.

It doesn’t matter. She didn’t actually hurt anyone, she didn’t directly tell others to go commit violent acts. It’s her right to be a twatwaffle.

 


Your feelings about her art, her words, her expression of self, simply do not matter when it comes to the legality of the matter, and if she “can”. My feelings, your feelings, the feelings of college students everywhere, do not next to the right free speech. Freedom of thought and expression. It is absolute. It is important we understand this is a fundamental right. None of our other rights matter if this one isn’t upheld. When this topples, the rest follow. It’s why we have the Second Amendment in the United States. The Second protects The First.

You, by the way, have the same right to be a twatwaffle. Or jerk, or asshole. Independent Fundamental Baptist preachers have the right to spew vile lies, call people faggots, and generally warp the gospel of Christ into the gospel of bullies, college students without one foot in reality have the right to call white milk racist.

From sea to shining sea, we all have the right to be complete idiots and blowhards, if we so choose. ‘Merica.

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With Great Freedom comes Great Responsibility. This is why people hate big government, by the way. The Bigger your Government, the smaller your freedom. There’s no perfect balance of the two.  People who want bigger government want less personal responsibility – like paying for their own, um, life. The cost of the government covering your basic life needs that you yourself should cover, is that you have less freedom. They spy on you, they tell you want you can and cannot do.

Big government is like living with your parents – as long as you live under my roof and eat my food, you’ll obey my rules. As someone who is thankful and proud to be an American, I say: Fuck that noise.

Freedom is not easy. It’s not for the faint of heart. It requires character and self policing, and dealing with the fallout of your own actions and words, because you are responsible for yourself. This is how we should raise our children. This is how we should live ourselves.

We are blessed here in the United States to have Freedom of Speech, and if we wish to keep it, to uphold this precious right for which blood has been shed, we have to defend “icky” speech like Kathy Griffin’s as much as we defend speech we agree with.

I will leave you with the words of the great Neil Gaiman, who puts it far more eloquently than I should ever hope to. I strongly suggest you go read the post in it’s entirety, as it’s well worth the time to not only read, but muse over as well.

“If you accept — and I do — that freedom of speech is important, then you are going to have to defend the indefensible. That means you are going to be defending the right of people to read, or to write, or to say, what you don’t say or like or want said.

The Law is a huge blunt weapon that does not and will not make distinctions between what you find acceptable and what you don’t. This is how the Law is made.

People making art find out where the limits of free expression are by going beyond them and getting into trouble.”

– Neil Gaiman

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HE GOT TWO SCOOPS Y’ALL

You may have heard that recently at a dinner, President Donald Trump got two scoops of icecream and everyone else got one. Aside from how I do or don’t feel about President Trump, or Soro’s and the media’s push for a US civil war, or the fact that this trivial shit counts as “news”, this is my real, honest to god question:

Did anyone else ask for two scoops? 

 

No, seriously. Did he get two scoops because the waiter was kissing his ass, or did he get two scoops because he said “I’d like two scoops please”, and no one else there could even conceive of asking for what they want. Were others denied two scoops, or have we devolved as as society so much that we can’t even ask for the ice cream we want without offending someone?

Maybe this is part of why we see Trump, and those like him, as such “babies” and “children” (actually, Tumblr told me it is). They have the audacity to ask for what they want, and unashamedly like whatever the hell they like.


President Trump likes: Gaudy ass tacky interior decor, his hairdo, being overly spray tanned, cheap fast food, well done steaks, and apparently, two scoops of ice cream.
None of these things hurt anyone else, or in any way are areflection of his personal character in either direction. And he gives not a single Fuck if you care that he likes his steak well done.

There are many reasons to dislike our current president. Some I agree with, some I roll my eyes at. In this, at least, we should all aspire to be like him. If you want two scoops of ice cream, ask for them. Give no fucks if someone finds that taboo.

Are you a person who asks for two scoops, are you a person who can’t even recognize that you want two scoops until you see someone else with them, or are you a person who judges people for asking for two scoops?

May we all raise children who are aware of themselves enough to know when they want two scoops, and bold enough to ask for them.