Protection of the speech that we find offensive is critical to protecting our right to speak. If we ban our opponent's right to speak because we find their words are offensive, then we open the door to someone banning our rights (not just the right to speak, but perhaps even the right to worship) for the same reasons. Second, each of us as a fellow human control our own selves, and it is our responsible to not harm others. Words by themselves are irrelevent to our actual actions unless we are part of a conspiracy to act together to harm others (such as in the case of gangs that are ordered by their leaders to commit crimes). The only people who should be held accountable for the actions of killing another are those who did it and those who told them to do it. Being offended by the words of our opponents is no excuse for harming others.
Sunday, September 16, 2012
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
No clouds come
For whatever reason, when there's not a cloud in the sky in Massachusetts, there really isn't any cloud, even contrails. That always seems wierd to this California transplant.
Sunday, August 26, 2012
Friday, August 24, 2012
Wednesday, August 08, 2012
California Cape Cod and back again
In a bit of double irony, a Californian license plate that professes love for Cape Cod on the wall of a Cape Cod restaurant while California Dreaming played in the background.
Tuesday, August 07, 2012
Toebzilla's first Cape Cod Adventure
Allie and I went to Cape Cod this past Sunday, and we brought along Toebzilla. We ended up a Nauset Light Beach, which is dog friendly. It's been a long time since Toebzilla has been to any beach, so the adventure was like new to him.
After settling near the water, I walked with him to the edge of the surf. A little nervous, he moved towards the small waves as though he intended to take on the entire Atlantic Ocean himself. He watched a tiny wave or two before he figured out the timing. When the next tiny wave rolled up, he pounced on it and attempted to nip at it. Instead, he got a mouth full of salty water and splashed up to his knees. At that moment, he decided he had enough of the Ocean, and preferred sunbathing on the beach towel instead.
After settling near the water, I walked with him to the edge of the surf. A little nervous, he moved towards the small waves as though he intended to take on the entire Atlantic Ocean himself. He watched a tiny wave or two before he figured out the timing. When the next tiny wave rolled up, he pounced on it and attempted to nip at it. Instead, he got a mouth full of salty water and splashed up to his knees. At that moment, he decided he had enough of the Ocean, and preferred sunbathing on the beach towel instead.
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