Propaganda wars have always been nasty. We are in the middle of another one.
Government officials who want to act in secret, also want to arrest and imprison whistle blowers and publishers. The rest of us would like a little more transparency.
Their inability even to perceive or understand the concept of a double standard suggests they must be cynical, or stupid. Either way, you wonder why they expect anyone to listen. They waste our time.
Tinker is the lodestar for free speech in public schools.
We cannot connect with each other when we have lost freedom of thought or speech. We are lonely, isolated, and at loose ends – as sociologists like to say, atomized.
Mob behavior does not display discernment. That is why I say: examine yourself, settle down, love your opponents. As Martin Luther King said, “we must learn to live together as brothers, or we will perish together as fools.”
Reedies Against Racism undertook a mutiny, and succeeded. Consequently, they destroyed in twenty-four months, a set of traditions that developed over more than a century.
What is the relationship – favorite academic question, because then you can do regression analysis! – between attitudes about free speech, and what happened during the Chicago riots in August 1968?
Elizabeth Warren recently proposed rules to reform corporate governance. The new rules remove corruption, and ensure a voice in corporate …
Yet I suppose the TSFSMS hopes that even if students can wear black armbands to protest a war, they still have to participate in coerced pledges to the flag. Let’s keep our priorities straight.
We all want to be left alone. In the past we valued democracy, because it seemed the best path to a good life. We tolerated politicians, because they did not come around that often. The contract we had with them seemed to work well enough. This round seems different. This time, democratic institutions could continue to wane for several generations.
For years, as we watched our republic deteriorate, we could say, “Well, at least we still have free speech.” Now we cannot say even that. To echo the bearded guy in robe and sandals who walks city streets with a placard in the old New Yorker cartoons: ‘The End Is Coming.”