Censorship is painful on many counts. In its aftermaths, the greater truths of art once censorship has taken place, can't be discovered without some amount of resistance. I write things I'd never before dared to write much less publish.
The exertions of a censorship--including those of its mechanisms and its target, the writer or potential writer, are not so dissimilar from the demands of the work itself. With repeated censoring, the act and experience of the censorship on the one censored leads to an internal and external challenge. It's hard to distinguish between the "internal critic" and the motives of control exerted by censors.
You have more to say once you are silenced. And as you overcome each act of silencing, you gain greater ability for courage to continue. But silences can be frustrating they are mostly very productive to the work overall.
The best friend of a writer is the one who censors. None can be as persistent and dedicated as the one who censors you in regulating your work flow. As you never know when it will strike, the inert drama of writing becomes oddly imbued with its own insecure insistence to prevent the damage created by censorship. Censorship is not something you want but once you have had to deal with it, you sense you may always have to. Censorship is a form of transcendental fodder.
Today there is a headline that reads that Arpaio wants to make amends with the community he has most betrayed and oppressed. The "good guy" in him -- the jolly silver-haired chubby one--never seemed capable of the policies he promoted. He seemed as distant from the violence, legal and "extra" legal, that had surged rhetorically and actually, as Ronald McDonald's, Colonel Sanders, or even Big Boy Bob. This week the homicidal shooter who conducted a killing spree and wounded a congresswoman, was sentenced and Arpaio re-elected.
Meanwhile in Tucson, the youth had been actively producing in themselves and others willing, a number and variety of artistic and social media. Live shows, online media, political campaigns, direct actions, visual arts, and arts, surged with the political pressures brought to bear on Arizona as a state, federal, and local entity or province. Laws introduced and passed and protested enacted a cultural reformation policy directed as an order to assimilate (or else) de jure. Laws for the sake of lawmakers' offices bedeviled representative democracy, and the evidence is in his re-election.
It may be the case that the public is in reelecting him expressing a view that government is not so bad as government without government. People may believe that it's best to preserve what can be preserved of a social experiment with disastrous precepts rendered insignificant after all, than to suffer along with Arpaio a fall from grace that could cause too much change too suddenly in the state. The people there have fallen into some form of legislative season in hell. They know that when Arpaio descends from his position, the whole house of cards will crumble. If this thesis is true, it would only be so because of the results of the censorship episodes imposed on the public by its own offices and officers of the same.
Censoring ethnic literature which as immature and ineffective as it sounds will only embolden it. If there is anything it serves most to ensure it is the humanization of others even in its threatened state. Censorship is a mandate to the imagination: Fly! No Fear of Heights Can Stop You! These are the messages that arrive in the countless thoughts and impulses of persons who are censored.
The exertions of a censorship--including those of its mechanisms and its target, the writer or potential writer, are not so dissimilar from the demands of the work itself. With repeated censoring, the act and experience of the censorship on the one censored leads to an internal and external challenge. It's hard to distinguish between the "internal critic" and the motives of control exerted by censors.
You have more to say once you are silenced. And as you overcome each act of silencing, you gain greater ability for courage to continue. But silences can be frustrating they are mostly very productive to the work overall.
The best friend of a writer is the one who censors. None can be as persistent and dedicated as the one who censors you in regulating your work flow. As you never know when it will strike, the inert drama of writing becomes oddly imbued with its own insecure insistence to prevent the damage created by censorship. Censorship is not something you want but once you have had to deal with it, you sense you may always have to. Censorship is a form of transcendental fodder.
Today there is a headline that reads that Arpaio wants to make amends with the community he has most betrayed and oppressed. The "good guy" in him -- the jolly silver-haired chubby one--never seemed capable of the policies he promoted. He seemed as distant from the violence, legal and "extra" legal, that had surged rhetorically and actually, as Ronald McDonald's, Colonel Sanders, or even Big Boy Bob. This week the homicidal shooter who conducted a killing spree and wounded a congresswoman, was sentenced and Arpaio re-elected.
Meanwhile in Tucson, the youth had been actively producing in themselves and others willing, a number and variety of artistic and social media. Live shows, online media, political campaigns, direct actions, visual arts, and arts, surged with the political pressures brought to bear on Arizona as a state, federal, and local entity or province. Laws introduced and passed and protested enacted a cultural reformation policy directed as an order to assimilate (or else) de jure. Laws for the sake of lawmakers' offices bedeviled representative democracy, and the evidence is in his re-election.
It may be the case that the public is in reelecting him expressing a view that government is not so bad as government without government. People may believe that it's best to preserve what can be preserved of a social experiment with disastrous precepts rendered insignificant after all, than to suffer along with Arpaio a fall from grace that could cause too much change too suddenly in the state. The people there have fallen into some form of legislative season in hell. They know that when Arpaio descends from his position, the whole house of cards will crumble. If this thesis is true, it would only be so because of the results of the censorship episodes imposed on the public by its own offices and officers of the same.
Censoring ethnic literature which as immature and ineffective as it sounds will only embolden it. If there is anything it serves most to ensure it is the humanization of others even in its threatened state. Censorship is a mandate to the imagination: Fly! No Fear of Heights Can Stop You! These are the messages that arrive in the countless thoughts and impulses of persons who are censored.
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