Last night our younger daughter and her boyfriend took us to a baseball game for our birthdays, and, amazingly, they won! Every other time this year they've lost when we've been at the ballpark. There were fireworks afterwards, and it was Star Wars Night, so there were storm troopers, Yodas, Sand People, Darth Vader, Princess Leias, and Luke Skywalkers everywhere. There was a tiny Princess Amabedia very near to us. So cute. We finally got to see the best slugger on the team and he hit a two run home run, and our team won 3-2, so we went home mighty satisfied.
There was a moment of silence for the dead in Lybia, before the game began, and again, that strange feeling of sadness and disjunction. We were at a game, and in the world other people were not playing, on any level. The ambassador came from our town and his parents live in the next town, and somewhere down south evil people instigated this terrible rage. What are we, as a people, and what constitutes Free Speech? I think of this issue almost every day, and deplore a kind of freedom that allows pornography, hate videos and more "rights" that hurt children, women and all people, really. Google should not be the arbiter of what is censored, it's hypocritical. But who should? It's a really sticky question. Every year I get more disturbed by what is available on the internet. You could call me an old foggie, but this is a new situation we're in, and I hope somebody figures out if and when these sites bear responsibility, because their major concern is not content or freedom of speech, but profit. Are we going to leave profiteers in charge?
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