A small-town newspaper was posting the Declaration of Independence, piece by piece, a day at a time, until Facebook scrubbed the last post–which was the Declaration’s charges against King George III, which included the charge of inciting “merciless Indian savages” of making war on Colonial civilians–quite a sore point in 1776.
Facebook’s censorship was executed by its computer algorithms, an exercise in Artificial Mindlessness. The robots couldn’t appreciate the historical context of Thomas Jefferson’s statement.
After a day of public protests and complaints, Facebook caved and restored the post.
The robots have the excuse of being mindless. Liberals, who say such things on purpose, don’t. If I only had a nickel for every leftid who called the Declaration of Independence “hate speech,” I could buy Facebook and adjust its attitude.
They can’t even sort of like America on the Fourth of July.
Just another bit of that Great Blue Wave that’s supposed to sweep these anti-American schmendricks back into power in November.
Are we oddballs? If we are, it’s the wider society’s loss. I was brought up–by my family, not a village!–to believe that God was always nearby, always watching, always available to hear your prayers: who loves us, who gave His Son, Our Lord Jesus Christ, to save the whole world: to believe with all my heart that this is true. Certainly my parents, grandparents, aunts and uncles believed it.
Our country’s founders believed it. Else they wouldn’t have dared defy the British Empire.
More than ever, God’s truth–which is the truth–needs to be put back into our daily lives.
July 4, Independence Day, 2015–we celebrate it by watching our freedom get eaten up by power-crazed politicians, bent churchmen, the Supreme Court from Gomorrah, and anyone else who wants a piece of it.
Especially those whom we laughingly call educators.
And you send your children to public school because _________?
Of course, it’s only logical. Starting in kindergarten, they teach the children about sex, and then they teach them how to have sex, and the next step has got to be to equip the kiddies for sex. The only thing that remains is to make it compulsory.
But don’t worry–it’s just another one of ten thousand isolated incidents from every state in the Union.
This Fourth of July, you know what worries me?
I fear what’ll happen when we run out of freedoms to sign over to persons who are eager to take them from us. What are they going to do when there are no more liberties left to seize, and they’re still hungry?