Coincident with cellular telephones, capable of still and motion capture, are more public eruptions of violence by ordinary civilians and security forces. My political views are impractical and slowly receding into polite conversation. As in: do not ever discuss: politics, sex, religion or civility; seriously.
That applied, generally, to cocktails and dinner but now applies across the board thanks to G. W. Bush & Osama bin Laden in their contest of wills.
Now we have slavery to any person purporting to "Save & Protect." Giving summery execution to our freedom to record anything; much less their use of unreasonable force against anyone or anything. We now live in a Police State dictated by tyranny. Between the rich who effectively defined their ideas of what we had become until the black stain of the individuals named above. They in my estimate were and will historically remain synonymous -- call & response.
I have a particular or peculiar awareness of Bush et al aborting the monopoly laws regarding the hoarding of information. Thus enabling the loud and extremely vocal propaganda arm of the Republican agenda. Or merely their ideal that Greed is Good and selfishness best . . . well . . . maybe blest?
Amongst a few friends it is remarked that the current GOP ticket, if elected, will set back women's rights by one-hundred to one-hundred and fifty years. But then there hasn't been a clean election in one-hundred years, if not longer.
True of me, true of them, or they who are addicted to any agenda unreasonably zealous/fanatic; merely intolerant and exclusive to their definition and control. Expect to be crucified as either constituent or photographer of either gender or gender persuasions.
A free press thus a potentially fully informed electorate is dead and so is America.
Game, set, point and match to the duo above named coupled with Rupert Murdoch as: got you by your balls boy. . . .otherwise by your short and curlies.
I had at one time a Secret Service Pass to the White House. Didn't do me a bit of good while photographing the last Republican lunatic. Once discerned I put it and my 'professional' equipment aside; returning with an 'amateur' camera sans press credentials. Getting closer to Reagan than the insider Oval Office crew. While I watched them steam I acquired what was necessary and in turning away saw a white boy with his suit jacket spread to reveal two crossed Colt revolvers; a belt buckle. Presidents don't impress me, real people do.
Don't ever tell me who you think you are, show me. Power makes everyone crazy, me too. The difference is between giving harm or giving forgiveness unto those who harm
120826 0333 wild wild west out there
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