Monday, July 27, 2009

Not what you think it is.

Okay this has little to do with fat or sex.

But people are pissing me off lately.

This is about the First Amendment in the US.

This is the first amendment.


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.


It never fails that people when they are revving up to say something stupid invariably squawk about it's my right, blablablabla.

Now if you read that carefully no where does it say that Uncle Sam will protect you from your own big mouth.

I fully support and defend freedom of speech. I fully and truly believe you can say whatever the fuck you wanna.

You can shout it from the rooftops.

You can paint it on your forehead and march down the street.

I fully support that.

Fully.

However, no where in the First Amendment does it say that your ass will be protected once you show it.

By which I mean, the First Amendment does not protect you from the consequences of your own actions.

If you want to say something hateful, go right on ahead.

However don't bitch when you get called out on it.

Because as you are probably well aware, Freedom of Speech doesn't just mean Freedom of Speech from people who agree with you.

So if you want to say whatever you wanna, be prepared.

Put your cup on or your super shielding pussy protector because someone is gonna want to kick you in your lady or manballs.

Not literally, metaphorically.

No I don't think people should be assaulted.

Stay with me.

Say it with me, If I run my mouth I will probably get caught.

Rinse.

Repeat.

Sexytimes tomorrow I've had a hard day at work.

Homo Out.

Also, further explanation of today's cranky is possible at a later date.
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3 comments:

Twistie said...

A-freaking-men!

You can say whatever you want, but you need to be prepared for the shitstorm that follows.

Bummer that you've been down and cranky. Would homemade pie help? I would totally send pie.

wriggles said...

I'm not sure you can be anymore prepared for the consequences of the proverbial hitting the fan, always.

In the same way that you can't always be prepared for the consequences of shutting up, because of that fear.

Kristina said...

I've always had a hard time explaining this concept to people. You may say what you want...but prepare for the social consequences.

(Also, I greatly enjoy your blog. Hopefully you will have a better day tomorrow.)

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