27 Feb 2008


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Self-censorship is the act of censoring or classifying one's own work (blog, book(s), film(s), or other means of expression), out of fear or deference to the sensibilities of others without an authority directly pressuring one to do so. Self-censorship is often practiced by film producers, film directors, publishers, news anchors, journalists, musicians, and other kinds of authors .In authoritarian countries, creators of artworks may remove material that their government might find controversial for fear of sanction by their governments. In democratic countries, self-censorship can also occur, particularly in order to conform to the expectations of the market.


Last night, I discovered that Google has another new innovation, the ability to do a word search through blogs only...

so i typed in Trancesenddance, naturally.

The only entry that came up was one entry, entitled "A CALL TO THE CHRISTIAN RIGHT"

with an ASCII code illustration of a finger pointing at an asshole.

Seeing as how i have alot more to say on this blog than pointing out to assholes what an asshole is, i have decided to peruse this blog and remove any posts i have made that primarily concern the fears and paranoia that accompany the inner monologues of a maniac trapped by a fascist government.

Seeing as how i am Still, after 4 YEARS in litigation against my politically motivated arrest at the RNC in NYC in 2004 (before Bush stole his second election) i feel morally obligated to make these intentions public knowledge BEFORE i begin to remove posts.

i will not remove any today, but i may tomorrow or any other time i feel so moved...

So if the same Christian Fanatics that restrict Google from a legitimate search of my blog
would care to highlight any other sections, now is the time.

Beautiful Babylon Babies Unite !!!

This Blog existed after Bush II "the lesser" stole 2 elections, before Google ate Blogger,

This Blog existed after Bush II "the lesser" stole 2 elections, before Google ate Blogger,
Love Trumps hate.

Hits of the Month

Poetic HyperLinks Defeating the Impossibilities of Peace

Also sprach Zarathustra to the brothasistahs lost out in the woods…
Rolling stones and hurricanes prime us for the rapid eye movement of whose dream?
A stairway to the dark side of the moon reveals an orchestrated King
singing the blues while sexual pistols whip Jesus’ son.
Who’s influence weens us?
Me and my friends gratefully raged against the machine for three days
in the shadow of the valley of the dead
so big brother and company held us down while the wind cried
nothing to be gained here (except copied rights),
Then a questing tribe of beastly boys found a digable plant
where a buffalo soldier picked up a Gideon’s bible from the Godfather
in joe’s garage (or was it in one of 200 motels?)
Anyway, on a Holiday, the pinball wizard boy (Billie)
followed his heart and stopped pretending he was the king of the little plastic castles
while education, missed in the house of the naked apes, evolved and mutated
into and with ~ Nature Art Love Truth ~ and we do too…
And somewhere over the rainbow dancing fools send clowns and purple rain
into imagine nations where everything is now sacred
and there are no more public enemies or rusted Roots or minor threats
or bad brains or busted rhymes or widespread panic
and everyone can read the hieroglyphics on the wall
and we are all refugees of courtney’s love attaining nirvana….
But then again, you’re so vain, you probly think this poem’s about you-
we are everywhere and we cannot be beaten
it’s all over now baby blue, all we need is Love
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