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A Patch Of Blue Sky In The Restricted Speech Maelstrom

Hey Soul Mates,
lovers of Free Speech rejoice. Haters of nepotism shout "Amen!"

Colin Powell's kid is leaving the FCC. And not a moment too soon. Michael Powell has been as bigger embarrassment to America than Janet Jackson's titty (and without the charm). As humorless as his old man, Powell is the most public FCC chairman in American history and he won't be remembered kindly by me. He has been the typical reactionary during the current administration, tryin-a take us back to the 1950's or worse.


When Powell was appointed he said he would support Free Speech and fight the old indecency codes, but he sold out. Ever since, he has wielded his authority like a spoiled child; insistent on imposing his own free will (and the Conservative agenda) on the Public's airwaves. His fascist enforcement of indecency laws has made America a stranger place. Are people doing and saying things on the air that are inappropriate? Probably. But is it killing people and leaving bodies strewn about the streets? No. Arbitrarily calling something indecent and lobbing gigantic fines like grenades is a curb on free speech... dammit. It's rule by fear.

And this fool wanted to allow anyone to own as many TV stations or networks as they could. Huh? Putting all the power in a few hands is not good for art, commerce or the People. It's called monopoly and it's illegal. Thank the Lord, the Senate and the judicial system overturned his ruling. Tell me he wasn't being paid off to make that decision.

Michael Powell's work has been a diversion to help blind us to the real events of the real world. He wanted you to focus on that titty so you wouldn't care that the networks were under singular ownership. These are dark times for lovers of Free Speech. There's a reason why Free Speech is in the first amendment. It's in the very first code of our law. The Founders wanted us to have freedom of expression. But some people want to pervert it for ideological ends that are more violating than those who curse on TV after their team loses a close call or wins an award. Let's hope Powell's successor is better grounded in reality and in the knowledge of the Constitution.

Regardless, this rabble can't be quieted. This is still America. And you can't put a 5 second delay on life.

Love, Power, Peace

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