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Being Liberal Makes You a Fascist
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Doesn't that kind of mess up the premise of the OP? "Being Liberal Makes You a Fascist "
Uhmmmmmmmm . . . . no. This is going right over your head, isn't it?
Please explain how a Fascist and National Socialist states that: ""Both in theory and practice, National Socialism opposes liberalism. ". That alone refutes the OP. Maybe it's going over your head?
Classical liberalism, e.g., the Founders of this nation, is known today as conservatism.
It is based on individualism, free markets, and limited constitutional government.
Colloquial use of the term "liberalism" is based on John Dewey co-opting the term, which was originally 'socialism.'
Which of the following political philosophies/groups is based on individualism, free markets, and limited constitutional government?
Liberals, Progressives, Democrats, socialists, communists, Nazis,.....fascists.
Understand now?
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it's pathetic that very few "Progressives" cant admit who they really are; socialists or actual communist-leaning morons.
They actually don't realize how they have been manipulated, tricked into authorizing socialists/communists with their vote....
...that is why none of them can bring themselves to criticize the Democrats advancing a bill to stifle free speech.
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Time for some Harrison Bergeron
HARRISON BERGERON
by Kurt Vonnegut, Jr.
THE YEAR WAS 2081, and everybody was finally equal. They weren't only equal before God and the law. They were equal every which way. Nobody was smarter than anybody else. Nobody was better looking than anybody else. Nobody was stronger or quicker than anybody else. All this equality was due to the 211th, 212th, and 213th Amendments to the Constitution, and to the unceasing vigilance of agents of the United States Handicapper General.
Some things about living still weren't quite right, though. April for instance, still drove people crazy by not being springtime. And it was in that clammy month that the H-G men took George and Hazel Bergeron's fourteen-year-old son, Harrison, away.
It was tragic, all right, but George and Hazel couldn't think about it very hard. Hazel had a perfectly average intelligence, which meant she couldn't think about anything except in short bursts. And George, while his intelligence was way above normal, had a little mental handicap radio in his ear. He was required by law to wear it at all times. It was tuned to a government transmitter. Every twenty seconds or so, the transmitter would send out some sharp noise to keep people like George from taking unfair advantage of their brains.
George and Hazel were watching television. There were tears on Hazel's cheeks, but she'd forgotten for the moment what they were about.
On the television screen were ballerinas.
A buzzer sounded in George's head. His thoughts fled in panic, like bandits from a burglar alarm.
"That was a real pretty dance, that dance they just did," said Hazel.
"Huh" said George.
"That dance-it was nice," said Hazel.
"Yup," said George. He tried to think a little about the ballerinas. They weren't really very good-no better than anybody else would have been, anyway. They were burdened with sashweights and bags of birdshot, and their faces were masked, so that no one, seeing a free and graceful gesture or a pretty face, would feel like something the cat drug in. George was toying with the vague notion that maybe dancers shouldn't be handicapped. But he didn't get very far with it before another noise in his ear radio scattered his thoughts.
George winced. So did two out of the eight ballerinas.
Hazel saw him wince. Having no mental handicap herself, she had to ask George what the latest sound had been.
"Sounded like somebody hitting a milk bottle with a ball peen hammer," said George.
"I'd think it would be real interesting, hearing all the different sounds," said Hazel a little envious. "All the things they think up."
"Um," said George.
"Only, if I was Handicapper General, you know what I would do?" said Hazel. Hazel, as a matter of fact, bore a strong resemblance to the Handicapper General, a woman named Diana Moon Glampers. "If I was Diana Moon Glampers," said Hazel, "I'd have chimes on Sunday-just chimes. Kind of in honor of religion."
"I could think, if it was just chimes," said George.
"Well-maybe make 'em real loud," said Hazel. "I think I'd make a good Handicapper General."
"Good as anybody else," said George.
"Who knows better than I do what normal is?" said Hazel.
"Right," said George. He began to think glimmeringly about his abnormal son who was now in jail, about Harrison, but a twenty-one-gun salute in his head stopped that.
"Boy!" said Hazel, "that was a doozy, wasn't it?"
It was such a doozy that George was white and trembling, and tears stood on the rims of his red eyes. Two of of the eight ballerinas had collapsed to the studio floor, were holding their temples.
"All of a sudden you look so tired," said Hazel. "Why don't you stretch out on the sofa, so's you can rest your handicap bag on the pillows, honeybunch." She was referring to the forty-seven pounds of birdshot in a canvas bag, which was padlocked around George's neck. "Go on and rest the bag for a little while," she said. "I don't care if you're not equal to me for a while."
George weighed the bag with his hands. "I don't mind it," he said. "I don't notice it any more. It's just a part of me."
"You been so tired lately-kind of wore out," said Hazel. "If there was just some way we could make a little hole in the bottom of the bag, and just take out a few of them lead balls. Just a few."
"Two years in prison and two thousand dollars fine for every ball I took out," said George. "I don't call that a bargain."
"If you could just take a few out when you came home from work," said Hazel. "I mean-you don't compete with anybody around here. You just sit around."
"If I tried to get away with it," said George, "then other people'd get away with it-and pretty soon we'd be right back to the dark ages again, with everybody competing against everybody else. You wouldn't like that, would you?"
"I'd hate it," said Hazel.
"There you are," said George. The minute people start cheating on laws, what do you think happens to society?"
If Hazel hadn't been able to come up with an answer to this question, George couldn't have supplied one. A siren was going off in his head.
"Reckon it'd fall all apart," said Hazel.
"What would?" said George blankly.
"Society," said Hazel uncertainly. "Wasn't that what you just said?
"Who knows?" said George.
The television program was suddenly interrupted for a news bulletin. It wasn't clear at first as to what the bulletin was about, since the announcer, like all announcers, had a serious speech impediment. For about half a minute, and in a state of high excitement, the announcer tried to say, "Ladies and Gentlemen."
He finally gave up, handed the bulletin to a ballerina to read.
"That's all right-" Hazel said of the announcer, "he tried. That's the big thing. He tried to do the best he could with what God gave him. He should get a nice raise for trying so hard."
"Ladies and Gentlemen," said the ballerina, reading the bulletin. She must have been extraordinarily beautiful, because the mask she wore was hideous. And it was easy to see that she was the strongest and most graceful of all the dancers, for her handicap bags were as big as those worn by two-hundred pound men.
And she had to apologize at once for her voice, which was a very unfair voice for a woman to use. Her voice was a warm, luminous, timeless melody. "Excuse me-" she said, and she began again, making her voice absolutely uncompetitive.
"Harrison Bergeron, age fourteen," she said in a grackle squawk, "has just escaped from jail, where he was held on suspicion of plotting to overthrow the government. He is a genius and an athlete, is under-handicapped, and should be regarded as extremely dangerous."
A police photograph of Harrison Bergeron was flashed on the screen-upside down, then sideways, upside down again, then right side up. The picture showed the full length of Harrison against a background calibrated in feet and inches. He was exactly seven feet tall.
The rest of Harrison's appearance was Halloween and hardware. Nobody had ever born heavier handicaps. He had outgrown hindrances faster than the H-G men could think them up. Instead of a little ear radio for a mental handicap, he wore a tremendous pair of earphones, and spectacles with thick wavy lenses. The spectacles were intended to make him not only half blind, but to give him whanging headaches besides.
Scrap metal was hung all over him. Ordinarily, there was a certain symmetry, a military neatness to the handicaps issued to strong people, but Harrison looked like a walking junkyard. In the race of life, Harrison carried three hundred pounds.
And to offset his good looks, the H-G men required that he wear at all times a red rubber ball for a nose, keep his eyebrows shaved off, and cover his even white teeth with black caps at snaggle-tooth random.
"If you see this boy," said the ballerina, "do not - I repeat, do not - try to reason with him."
There was the shriek of a door being torn from its hinges.
Screams and barking cries of consternation came from the television set. The photograph of Harrison Bergeron on the screen jumped again and again, as though dancing to the tune of an earthquake.
George Bergeron correctly identified the earthquake, and well he might have - for many was the time his own home had danced to the same crashing tune. "My God-" said George, "that must be Harrison!"
The realization was blasted from his mind instantly by the sound of an automobile collision in his head.
When George could open his eyes again, the photograph of Harrison was gone. A living, breathing Harrison filled the screen.
Clanking, clownish, and huge, Harrison stood - in the center of the studio. The knob of the uprooted studio door was still in his hand. Ballerinas, technicians, musicians, and announcers cowered on their knees before him, expecting to die.
"I am the Emperor!" cried Harrison. "Do you hear? I am the Emperor! Everybody must do what I say at once!" He stamped his foot and the studio shook.
"Even as I stand here" he bellowed, "crippled, hobbled, sickened - I am a greater ruler than any man who ever lived! Now watch me become what I can become!"
Harrison tore the straps of his handicap harness like wet tissue paper, tore straps guaranteed to support five thousand pounds.
Harrison's scrap-iron handicaps crashed to the floor.
Harrison thrust his thumbs under the bar of the padlock that secured his head harness. The bar snapped like celery. Harrison smashed his headphones and spectacles against the wall.
He flung away his rubber-ball nose, revealed a man that would have awed Thor, the god of thunder.
"I shall now select my Empress!" he said, looking down on the cowering people. "Let the first woman who dares rise to her feet claim her mate and her throne!"
A moment passed, and then a ballerina arose, swaying like a willow.
Harrison plucked the mental handicap from her ear, snapped off her physical handicaps with marvelous delicacy. Last of all he removed her mask.
She was blindingly beautiful.
"Now-" said Harrison, taking her hand, "shall we show the people the meaning of the word dance? Music!" he commanded.
The musicians scrambled back into their chairs, and Harrison stripped them of their handicaps, too. "Play your best," he told them, "and I'll make you barons and dukes and earls."
The music began. It was normal at first-cheap, silly, false. But Harrison snatched two musicians from their chairs, waved them like batons as he sang the music as he wanted it played. He slammed them back into their chairs.
The music began again and was much improved.
Harrison and his Empress merely listened to the music for a while-listened gravely, as though synchronizing their heartbeats with it.
They shifted their weights to their toes.
Harrison placed his big hands on the girls tiny waist, letting her sense the weightlessness that would soon be hers.
And then, in an explosion of joy and grace, into the air they sprang!
Not only were the laws of the land abandoned, but the law of gravity and the laws of motion as well.
They reeled, whirled, swiveled, flounced, capered, gamboled, and spun.
They leaped like deer on the moon.
The studio ceiling was thirty feet high, but each leap brought the dancers nearer to it.
It became their obvious intention to kiss the ceiling. They kissed it.
And then, neutraling gravity with love and pure will, they remained suspended in air inches below the ceiling, and they kissed each other for a long, long time.
It was then that Diana Moon Glampers, the Handicapper General, came into the studio with a double-barreled ten-gauge shotgun. She fired twice, and the Emperor and the Empress were dead before they hit the floor.
Diana Moon Glampers loaded the gun again. She aimed it at the musicians and told them they had ten seconds to get their handicaps back on.
It was then that the Bergerons' television tube burned out.
Hazel turned to comment about the blackout to George. But George had gone out into the kitchen for a can of beer.
George came back in with the beer, paused while a handicap signal shook him up. And then he sat down again. "You been crying" he said to Hazel.
"Yup," she said.
"What about?" he said.
"I forget," she said. "Something real sad on television."
"What was it?" he said.
"It's all kind of mixed up in my mind," said Hazel.
"Forget sad things," said George.
"I always do," said Hazel.
"That's my girl," said George. He winced. There was the sound of a rivetting gun in his head.
"Gee - I could tell that one was a doozy," said Hazel.
"You can say that again," said George.
"Gee-" said Hazel, "I could tell that one was a doozy."
HARRISON BERGERON
by Kurt Vonnegut, Jr.
THE YEAR WAS 2081, and everybody was finally equal. They weren't only equal before God and the law. They were equal every which way. Nobody was smarter than anybody else. Nobody was better looking than anybody else. Nobody was stronger or quicker than anybody else. All this equality was due to the 211th, 212th, and 213th Amendments to the Constitution, and to the unceasing vigilance of agents of the United States Handicapper General.
Some things about living still weren't quite right, though. April for instance, still drove people crazy by not being springtime. And it was in that clammy month that the H-G men took George and Hazel Bergeron's fourteen-year-old son, Harrison, away.
It was tragic, all right, but George and Hazel couldn't think about it very hard. Hazel had a perfectly average intelligence, which meant she couldn't think about anything except in short bursts. And George, while his intelligence was way above normal, had a little mental handicap radio in his ear. He was required by law to wear it at all times. It was tuned to a government transmitter. Every twenty seconds or so, the transmitter would send out some sharp noise to keep people like George from taking unfair advantage of their brains.
George and Hazel were watching television. There were tears on Hazel's cheeks, but she'd forgotten for the moment what they were about.
On the television screen were ballerinas.
A buzzer sounded in George's head. His thoughts fled in panic, like bandits from a burglar alarm.
"That was a real pretty dance, that dance they just did," said Hazel.
"Huh" said George.
"That dance-it was nice," said Hazel.
"Yup," said George. He tried to think a little about the ballerinas. They weren't really very good-no better than anybody else would have been, anyway. They were burdened with sashweights and bags of birdshot, and their faces were masked, so that no one, seeing a free and graceful gesture or a pretty face, would feel like something the cat drug in. George was toying with the vague notion that maybe dancers shouldn't be handicapped. But he didn't get very far with it before another noise in his ear radio scattered his thoughts.
George winced. So did two out of the eight ballerinas.
Hazel saw him wince. Having no mental handicap herself, she had to ask George what the latest sound had been.
"Sounded like somebody hitting a milk bottle with a ball peen hammer," said George.
"I'd think it would be real interesting, hearing all the different sounds," said Hazel a little envious. "All the things they think up."
"Um," said George.
"Only, if I was Handicapper General, you know what I would do?" said Hazel. Hazel, as a matter of fact, bore a strong resemblance to the Handicapper General, a woman named Diana Moon Glampers. "If I was Diana Moon Glampers," said Hazel, "I'd have chimes on Sunday-just chimes. Kind of in honor of religion."
"I could think, if it was just chimes," said George.
"Well-maybe make 'em real loud," said Hazel. "I think I'd make a good Handicapper General."
"Good as anybody else," said George.
"Who knows better than I do what normal is?" said Hazel.
"Right," said George. He began to think glimmeringly about his abnormal son who was now in jail, about Harrison, but a twenty-one-gun salute in his head stopped that.
"Boy!" said Hazel, "that was a doozy, wasn't it?"
It was such a doozy that George was white and trembling, and tears stood on the rims of his red eyes. Two of of the eight ballerinas had collapsed to the studio floor, were holding their temples.
"All of a sudden you look so tired," said Hazel. "Why don't you stretch out on the sofa, so's you can rest your handicap bag on the pillows, honeybunch." She was referring to the forty-seven pounds of birdshot in a canvas bag, which was padlocked around George's neck. "Go on and rest the bag for a little while," she said. "I don't care if you're not equal to me for a while."
George weighed the bag with his hands. "I don't mind it," he said. "I don't notice it any more. It's just a part of me."
"You been so tired lately-kind of wore out," said Hazel. "If there was just some way we could make a little hole in the bottom of the bag, and just take out a few of them lead balls. Just a few."
"Two years in prison and two thousand dollars fine for every ball I took out," said George. "I don't call that a bargain."
"If you could just take a few out when you came home from work," said Hazel. "I mean-you don't compete with anybody around here. You just sit around."
"If I tried to get away with it," said George, "then other people'd get away with it-and pretty soon we'd be right back to the dark ages again, with everybody competing against everybody else. You wouldn't like that, would you?"
"I'd hate it," said Hazel.
"There you are," said George. The minute people start cheating on laws, what do you think happens to society?"
If Hazel hadn't been able to come up with an answer to this question, George couldn't have supplied one. A siren was going off in his head.
"Reckon it'd fall all apart," said Hazel.
"What would?" said George blankly.
"Society," said Hazel uncertainly. "Wasn't that what you just said?
"Who knows?" said George.
The television program was suddenly interrupted for a news bulletin. It wasn't clear at first as to what the bulletin was about, since the announcer, like all announcers, had a serious speech impediment. For about half a minute, and in a state of high excitement, the announcer tried to say, "Ladies and Gentlemen."
He finally gave up, handed the bulletin to a ballerina to read.
"That's all right-" Hazel said of the announcer, "he tried. That's the big thing. He tried to do the best he could with what God gave him. He should get a nice raise for trying so hard."
"Ladies and Gentlemen," said the ballerina, reading the bulletin. She must have been extraordinarily beautiful, because the mask she wore was hideous. And it was easy to see that she was the strongest and most graceful of all the dancers, for her handicap bags were as big as those worn by two-hundred pound men.
And she had to apologize at once for her voice, which was a very unfair voice for a woman to use. Her voice was a warm, luminous, timeless melody. "Excuse me-" she said, and she began again, making her voice absolutely uncompetitive.
"Harrison Bergeron, age fourteen," she said in a grackle squawk, "has just escaped from jail, where he was held on suspicion of plotting to overthrow the government. He is a genius and an athlete, is under-handicapped, and should be regarded as extremely dangerous."
A police photograph of Harrison Bergeron was flashed on the screen-upside down, then sideways, upside down again, then right side up. The picture showed the full length of Harrison against a background calibrated in feet and inches. He was exactly seven feet tall.
The rest of Harrison's appearance was Halloween and hardware. Nobody had ever born heavier handicaps. He had outgrown hindrances faster than the H-G men could think them up. Instead of a little ear radio for a mental handicap, he wore a tremendous pair of earphones, and spectacles with thick wavy lenses. The spectacles were intended to make him not only half blind, but to give him whanging headaches besides.
Scrap metal was hung all over him. Ordinarily, there was a certain symmetry, a military neatness to the handicaps issued to strong people, but Harrison looked like a walking junkyard. In the race of life, Harrison carried three hundred pounds.
And to offset his good looks, the H-G men required that he wear at all times a red rubber ball for a nose, keep his eyebrows shaved off, and cover his even white teeth with black caps at snaggle-tooth random.
"If you see this boy," said the ballerina, "do not - I repeat, do not - try to reason with him."
There was the shriek of a door being torn from its hinges.
Screams and barking cries of consternation came from the television set. The photograph of Harrison Bergeron on the screen jumped again and again, as though dancing to the tune of an earthquake.
George Bergeron correctly identified the earthquake, and well he might have - for many was the time his own home had danced to the same crashing tune. "My God-" said George, "that must be Harrison!"
The realization was blasted from his mind instantly by the sound of an automobile collision in his head.
When George could open his eyes again, the photograph of Harrison was gone. A living, breathing Harrison filled the screen.
Clanking, clownish, and huge, Harrison stood - in the center of the studio. The knob of the uprooted studio door was still in his hand. Ballerinas, technicians, musicians, and announcers cowered on their knees before him, expecting to die.
"I am the Emperor!" cried Harrison. "Do you hear? I am the Emperor! Everybody must do what I say at once!" He stamped his foot and the studio shook.
"Even as I stand here" he bellowed, "crippled, hobbled, sickened - I am a greater ruler than any man who ever lived! Now watch me become what I can become!"
Harrison tore the straps of his handicap harness like wet tissue paper, tore straps guaranteed to support five thousand pounds.
Harrison's scrap-iron handicaps crashed to the floor.
Harrison thrust his thumbs under the bar of the padlock that secured his head harness. The bar snapped like celery. Harrison smashed his headphones and spectacles against the wall.
He flung away his rubber-ball nose, revealed a man that would have awed Thor, the god of thunder.
"I shall now select my Empress!" he said, looking down on the cowering people. "Let the first woman who dares rise to her feet claim her mate and her throne!"
A moment passed, and then a ballerina arose, swaying like a willow.
Harrison plucked the mental handicap from her ear, snapped off her physical handicaps with marvelous delicacy. Last of all he removed her mask.
She was blindingly beautiful.
"Now-" said Harrison, taking her hand, "shall we show the people the meaning of the word dance? Music!" he commanded.
The musicians scrambled back into their chairs, and Harrison stripped them of their handicaps, too. "Play your best," he told them, "and I'll make you barons and dukes and earls."
The music began. It was normal at first-cheap, silly, false. But Harrison snatched two musicians from their chairs, waved them like batons as he sang the music as he wanted it played. He slammed them back into their chairs.
The music began again and was much improved.
Harrison and his Empress merely listened to the music for a while-listened gravely, as though synchronizing their heartbeats with it.
They shifted their weights to their toes.
Harrison placed his big hands on the girls tiny waist, letting her sense the weightlessness that would soon be hers.
And then, in an explosion of joy and grace, into the air they sprang!
Not only were the laws of the land abandoned, but the law of gravity and the laws of motion as well.
They reeled, whirled, swiveled, flounced, capered, gamboled, and spun.
They leaped like deer on the moon.
The studio ceiling was thirty feet high, but each leap brought the dancers nearer to it.
It became their obvious intention to kiss the ceiling. They kissed it.
And then, neutraling gravity with love and pure will, they remained suspended in air inches below the ceiling, and they kissed each other for a long, long time.
It was then that Diana Moon Glampers, the Handicapper General, came into the studio with a double-barreled ten-gauge shotgun. She fired twice, and the Emperor and the Empress were dead before they hit the floor.
Diana Moon Glampers loaded the gun again. She aimed it at the musicians and told them they had ten seconds to get their handicaps back on.
It was then that the Bergerons' television tube burned out.
Hazel turned to comment about the blackout to George. But George had gone out into the kitchen for a can of beer.
George came back in with the beer, paused while a handicap signal shook him up. And then he sat down again. "You been crying" he said to Hazel.
"Yup," she said.
"What about?" he said.
"I forget," she said. "Something real sad on television."
"What was it?" he said.
"It's all kind of mixed up in my mind," said Hazel.
"Forget sad things," said George.
"I always do," said Hazel.
"That's my girl," said George. He winced. There was the sound of a rivetting gun in his head.
"Gee - I could tell that one was a doozy," said Hazel.
"You can say that again," said George.
"Gee-" said Hazel, "I could tell that one was a doozy."
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So, the Left....the Liberals/Democrats/Progressives....invented a term they could use in place of "censorship."
"Hate speech."
13. "By hate speech, they mean anything that offends someone else. Speaking out against homosexuality in any way could be considered to be hate speech. The televised sermon of a preacher quoting the Bible in his sermon could be considered hate speech if someone hears it and becomes offended because they are being convicted of their of the sins.
Anyone writing or posting on the Internet that criticizes homosexuals, liberal Democrats, Muslims or illegal aliens could be considered to be engaging in hate crimes. In fact, Alex Nogales, President & CEO of the National Hispanic Media Coalition supports the bill, saying:
I thank Senator Markey for his career-long commitment to ensuring that we have the data necessary to confront and combat hate speech in the media that targets our most vulnerable communities. NHMC has long-recognized that an update to the National Telecommunications and Information Administration's 1993 report, The Role of Telecommunications in Hate Crimes, is long overdue and desperately needed given the incredible evolution of our communications systems over the past 21 years as well as the ever-increasing numbers of hate crimes targeting Latinos and others. As the author of the original piece of legislation directing the 1993 report, there is nobody better than Senator Markey to join Congressman Hakeem Jeffries and others in calling on the NTIA to study this pressing issue once again.
Senator Introduces Bill to Silence Christians and Conservatives
How come none of our board Lefties are ready to jump on board? Hey...you voted for these guys.....that's your team out there.....the Fascists!
Nope they mean those who "advocate and encourage violent acts and the commission of crimes of hate, as de-scribed in the Hate Crime Statistics Act
Hate Crime Statistics Act - Hate Crime Statistics, 2009
But that was just a report they requested isn't it? The hate crime laws are already in place.
Bush92
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Fascism and communism are both leftist totalitarian ideologies. Only difference is the role of the individual within the state.
Fascism: A political philosophy, movement, or regime that exalts nation and often race above the individual and that stands for a centralized autocratic government headed by a dictatorial leader, severe economic and social regimentation, and forcible suppression of opposition .
Communism: a system of social organization in which all economic and social activity is controlled by a totalitarian state dominated by a single and self-perpetuating political party.
The German people have always been drawn to a strong central authority through much of their history and that authority applies massive socialist state control to society and the economy.After German unification in the 1870's the imperial government (although monarchy is a rightist ideology) provided health care, education, social welfare to the people.The German people wanted this. Max Weber often looked at governmental relationship to the people as one of "submission." After WWI the German people could not adjust to democracy. Hitler even criticized democracy as a failure. When the Nationalist Socialist took over the Nazi state controlled most of the economy, all of the laws, and provided free health care, education and welfare for the people. Communism is a command economy where all individuals needs are to be met by the state. fascist believe that the strong will prosper under their system and disagree with the Marxist principle of "from each according to there ability, to each according to their need."
American political philosophy derives from John Locke and his writings on natural rights and the social contract. Americans had a pioneer spirit and wanted less government and more individual liberty. Until the mass migration from Europe in the late 1800's saw mass waves bring their socialist ideology with them. This is the roots of modern Democrat Party with its aim of total state control from Washington D.C. and central planning of economy.
Fascism: A political philosophy, movement, or regime that exalts nation and often race above the individual and that stands for a centralized autocratic government headed by a dictatorial leader, severe economic and social regimentation, and forcible suppression of opposition .
Communism: a system of social organization in which all economic and social activity is controlled by a totalitarian state dominated by a single and self-perpetuating political party.
The German people have always been drawn to a strong central authority through much of their history and that authority applies massive socialist state control to society and the economy.After German unification in the 1870's the imperial government (although monarchy is a rightist ideology) provided health care, education, social welfare to the people.The German people wanted this. Max Weber often looked at governmental relationship to the people as one of "submission." After WWI the German people could not adjust to democracy. Hitler even criticized democracy as a failure. When the Nationalist Socialist took over the Nazi state controlled most of the economy, all of the laws, and provided free health care, education and welfare for the people. Communism is a command economy where all individuals needs are to be met by the state. fascist believe that the strong will prosper under their system and disagree with the Marxist principle of "from each according to there ability, to each according to their need."
American political philosophy derives from John Locke and his writings on natural rights and the social contract. Americans had a pioneer spirit and wanted less government and more individual liberty. Until the mass migration from Europe in the late 1800's saw mass waves bring their socialist ideology with them. This is the roots of modern Democrat Party with its aim of total state control from Washington D.C. and central planning of economy.
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There is no such thing as a "hate crime." Crime itself is an act of hate or total disregard for others or their property. This legislation was passed in order to stamp out political opposition to all the ridiculous cultural propaganda from the left. the gay boy that was killed in Wyoming was killed by his gay lover and it was over drugs. He was not crucified on the fence and the reason for this misconception was the coverage by the NY Times, a newspaper whose credentials are questionable at best.
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There is no such thing as a "hate crime." Crime itself is an act of hate or total disregard for others or their property. This legislation was passed in order to stamp out political opposition to all the ridiculous cultural propaganda from the left. the gay boy that was killed in Wyoming was killed by his gay lover and it was over drugs. He was not crucified on the fence and the reason for this misconception was the coverage by the NY Times, a newspaper whose credentials are questionable at best.
You are entitled to your own opinion on that, but the fact of the matter is there are Hate Crime laws on the books that specify what a hate crime is. No where is it defined as speech that simply offends someone or some group.
NYcarbineer
Diamond Member
it's pathetic that very few "Progressives" cant admit who they really are; socialists or actual communist-leaning morons.
The author of this thread supports socialists programs like food stamps and Medicaid, cry to her about it.
NYcarbineer
Diamond Member
I'm certain that my point has been proven. As an good fascist, 'reliable Democrat voter,' you find it impossible to criticize Reid and the indefensible attempts to silence any opposing voice.
So...what you evince is a puerile changing of the subject.
Or.....grow a pair and take a stance on the topic.
You have no point! Your premise is based on biased spin.
You wrote (presumably with a straight face):
PoliticalXerox said:3. In recent weeks, people across the political spectrum professed to be aghast when a small coterie of "offended" students shut down commencement speeches by conservatives, centrists and liberals.
4. How, the world of astonished adults wondered, have these students come to believe they could shut people up on any aggrieved whim? They got it from the Majority Leader of the United States Senate and 49 senators. They got it from the many adults who think a little restriction on some speech is OK,....
5. It's part of a broader, active effort to define and limit what people can saynot just in politics or sports, but anywhere anyone tries to open his or her mouth.
No students shut down any commencement speeches. Some students protested speakers, but none of the potential speakers were denied their first amendment right to free speech.
This is fact, and it is undeniable.
You know that's not true.
How is being paid to speak at a university a free speech right in the first place?
NYcarbineer
Diamond Member
it's pathetic that very few "Progressives" cant admit who they really are; socialists or actual communist-leaning morons.
Hitler blamed the Reichstag Fire on the communists.
Bush92
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The ignorant demagoguery came in the 1960's when liberal college prof's tried to associate conservatives with Nazi's.Cultural Dictionary American Heritage
fascism [( fash -iz-uhm)]
A system of government that flourished in Europe from the 1920s to the end of World War II. Germany under Adolf Hitler, Italy under Mussolini, and Spain under Franco were all fascist states. As a rule, fascist governments are dominated by a dictator, who usually possesses a magnetic personality, wears a showy uniform, and rallies his followers by mass parades; appeals to strident nationalism; and promotes suspicion or hatred of both foreigners and impure people within his own nation, such as the Jews in Germany. Although both communism and fascism are forms of totalitarianism, fascism does not demand state ownership of the means of production, nor is fascism committed to the achievement of economic equality. In theory, communism opposes the identification of government with a single charismatic leader (the cult of personality), which is the cornerstone of fascism. Whereas communists are considered left-wing, fascists are usually described as right-wing.
Correct.
Fascism is on the right side of the political spectrum.
Its ignorant partisan demagoguery on the part of conservatives to seek to associate liberals with fascists.
Common themes of Fascism are reactionaryism, fear of change, diversity, and dissent, as well as authoritarianism, a self-perception of moral superiority, and an advocacy of militarism.
Although modern American conservatives are not fascists, they nonetheless share many common traits as well as the roots of the same political family tree, the doctrine of Social Darwinism in particular.
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Both in theory and practice, National Socialism opposes liberalism. (Joseph Goebbels, 1933)
Yes, because it does not go far enough to the left to entitle state control. We do not have "progressives" in this country, nor "New Deal Liberals." the Democratic Party is a socialist stepping stone for a totalitarian state.
Yes, because it does not go far enough to the left to entitle state control. We do not have "progressives" in this country, nor "New Deal Liberals." the Democratic Party is a socialist stepping stone for a totalitarian state.
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So, the Left....the Liberals/Democrats/Progressives....invented a term they could use in place of "censorship."
"Hate speech."
13. "By hate speech, they mean anything that offends someone else. Speaking out against homosexuality in any way could be considered to be hate speech. The televised sermon of a preacher quoting the Bible in his sermon could be considered hate speech if someone hears it and becomes offended because they are being convicted of their of the sins.
Anyone writing or posting on the Internet that criticizes homosexuals, liberal Democrats, Muslims or illegal aliens could be considered to be engaging in hate crimes. In fact, Alex Nogales, President & CEO of the National Hispanic Media Coalition supports the bill, saying:
I thank Senator Markey for his career-long commitment to ensuring that we have the data necessary to confront and combat hate speech in the media that targets our most vulnerable communities. NHMC has long-recognized that an update to the National Telecommunications and Information Administration's 1993 report, The Role of Telecommunications in Hate Crimes, is long overdue and desperately needed given the incredible evolution of our communications systems over the past 21 years as well as the ever-increasing numbers of hate crimes targeting Latinos and others. As the author of the original piece of legislation directing the 1993 report, there is nobody better than Senator Markey to join Congressman Hakeem Jeffries and others in calling on the NTIA to study this pressing issue once again.
Senator Introduces Bill to Silence Christians and Conservatives
How come none of our board Lefties are ready to jump on board? Hey...you voted for these guys.....that's your team out there.....the Fascists!
Nope they mean those who "advocate and encourage violent acts and the commission of crimes of hate, as de-scribed in the Hate Crime Statistics Act
Hate Crime Statistics Act - Hate Crime Statistics, 2009
But that was just a report they requested isn't it? The hate crime laws are already in place.
Are you pretending that you don't know it's all going to be about interpretation?
Are you?
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There is no question. Just another fact-free cut and paste from the human Xerox machine.
I'm certain that my point has been proven. As an good fascist, 'reliable Democrat voter,' you find it impossible to criticize Reid and the indefensible attempts to silence any opposing voice.
So...what you evince is a puerile changing of the subject.
Or.....grow a pair and take a stance on the topic.
You have no point! Your premise is based on biased spin.
You wrote (presumably with a straight face):
PoliticalXerox said:3. In recent weeks, people across the political spectrum professed to be aghast when a small coterie of "offended" students shut down commencement speeches by conservatives, centrists and liberals.
4. How, the world of astonished adults wondered, have these students come to believe they could shut people up on any aggrieved whim? They got it from the Majority Leader of the United States Senate and 49 senators. They got it from the many adults who think a little restriction on some speech is OK,....
5. It's part of a broader, active effort to define and limit what people can saynot just in politics or sports, but anywhere anyone tries to open his or her mouth.
No students shut down any commencement speeches. Some students protested speakers, but none of the potential speakers were denied their first amendment right to free speech.
This is fact, and it is undeniable.
Hey, pal.....I'm going to use your quote in an OP about exactly that.
If you have no objection, it will be with attribution.....if you do object, I'll leave your name off.
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So, the Left....the Liberals/Democrats/Progressives....invented a term they could use in place of "censorship."
"Hate speech."
13. "By hate speech, they mean anything that offends someone else. Speaking out against homosexuality in any way could be considered to be hate speech. The televised sermon of a preacher quoting the Bible in his sermon could be considered hate speech if someone hears it and becomes offended because they are being convicted of their of the sins.
Anyone writing or posting on the Internet that criticizes homosexuals, liberal Democrats, Muslims or illegal aliens could be considered to be engaging in hate crimes. In fact, Alex Nogales, President & CEO of the National Hispanic Media Coalition supports the bill, saying:
I thank Senator Markey for his career-long commitment to ensuring that we have the data necessary to confront and combat hate speech in the media that targets our most vulnerable communities. NHMC has long-recognized that an update to the National Telecommunications and Information Administration's 1993 report, The Role of Telecommunications in Hate Crimes, is long overdue and desperately needed given the incredible evolution of our communications systems over the past 21 years as well as the ever-increasing numbers of hate crimes targeting Latinos and others. As the author of the original piece of legislation directing the 1993 report, there is nobody better than Senator Markey to join Congressman Hakeem Jeffries and others in calling on the NTIA to study this pressing issue once again.
Senator Introduces Bill to Silence Christians and Conservatives
How come none of our board Lefties are ready to jump on board? Hey...you voted for these guys.....that's your team out there.....the Fascists!
Nope they mean those who "advocate and encourage violent acts and the commission of crimes of hate, as de-scribed in the Hate Crime Statistics Act
Hate Crime Statistics Act - Hate Crime Statistics, 2009
But that was just a report they requested isn't it? The hate crime laws are already in place.
Are you pretending that you don't know it's all going to be about interpretation?
Are you?
Do you have a crystal ball or something?
well, do you?
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Nope they mean those who "advocate and encourage violent acts and the commission of crimes of hate, as de-scribed in the Hate Crime Statistics Act
Hate Crime Statistics Act - Hate Crime Statistics, 2009
But that was just a report they requested isn't it? The hate crime laws are already in place.
Are you pretending that you don't know it's all going to be about interpretation?
Are you?
Do you have a crystal ball or something?
well, do you?
Wise move, ducking the question.....
...'else you'd have to admit that the Left can always find one of the tyrants in black robes who would read the law, and the Constitution, upside down and contrary to the written word.
NYcarbineer
Diamond Member
I'm certain that my point has been proven. As an good fascist, 'reliable Democrat voter,' you find it impossible to criticize Reid and the indefensible attempts to silence any opposing voice.
So...what you evince is a puerile changing of the subject.
Or.....grow a pair and take a stance on the topic.
You have no point! Your premise is based on biased spin.
You wrote (presumably with a straight face):
PoliticalXerox said:3. In recent weeks, people across the political spectrum professed to be aghast when a small coterie of "offended" students shut down commencement speeches by conservatives, centrists and liberals.
4. How, the world of astonished adults wondered, have these students come to believe they could shut people up on any aggrieved whim? They got it from the Majority Leader of the United States Senate and 49 senators. They got it from the many adults who think a little restriction on some speech is OK,....
5. It's part of a broader, active effort to define and limit what people can saynot just in politics or sports, but anywhere anyone tries to open his or her mouth.
No students shut down any commencement speeches. Some students protested speakers, but none of the potential speakers were denied their first amendment right to free speech.
This is fact, and it is undeniable.
Hey, pal.....I'm going to use your quote in an OP about exactly that.
If you have no objection, it will be with attribution.....if you do object, I'll leave your name off.
RSVP
You need to start by proving that a job giving a commencement speech is a free speech right.
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You have no point! Your premise is based on biased spin.
You wrote (presumably with a straight face):
No students shut down any commencement speeches. Some students protested speakers, but none of the potential speakers were denied their first amendment right to free speech.
This is fact, and it is undeniable.
Hey, pal.....I'm going to use your quote in an OP about exactly that.
If you have no objection, it will be with attribution.....if you do object, I'll leave your name off.
RSVP
You need to start by proving that a job giving a commencement speech is a free speech right.
It's after 12 O'clock.
No doubt this is not your first attempt today to prove that you are a fool.
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