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Let's talk free speech –
The concept is that all who seek
To speak their mind can talk in peace
And not get shot or fined or beat
Or worse. The first amendment says
That we got free speech, free religion and press
So the shit that you wish to get off your chest
Can get expressed and not get repressed

But on the TikTok and on YouTube too
I've been known to get muted and to not get viewed
And to not get seen — not because I've gone nude
But because Google says what I said's too crude

– True
But it's open to question
And some have opined
That there might be times
When we gotta draw a line –
With the misinformation that's spreading online
Speech may be free, but it can cost lives

...Right? It's sure complex —
Pure free speech can sure cause a mess
And yet we want more free speech not less —
That's common sense. – So we need context

To see what comes next. ...So are we not free?
What must the limits of our free speech be?
That's a big question. – Lemme just teach
This is a History of Free Speech
Ancient, Medieval and Islamic Civilizations
So-called free speech
In the thought of the West can be traced to Greece
The Athenian concept of Speech-Equality
For all in the polity: they called it Democracy

...So speak as you want to speak
But not if you're not a he, and not if you're Socrates
Speaking on unorthodox topics. – We've all agreed
To make you drink Hemlock: stop the philosophy!

– Ah, gee. ...And in Ancient Rome too
There was "Liberty" of speech, but it was freedom for few
And this was even more true in the age of the Caesars
Depending who you were the Caesar could seize your words

Yes sir. ...I guess this is justice...
And then there was Jesus, in the age of Augustus
He died for His truth. But he vibed with his crew
And they made it go viral — the Idea grew

They tried for a few
Centuries to suppress
The little movement till soon
With the rest of the West
They said, The Word IS Flesh –
As history attests
Sometimes the oppressor becomes the oppressed

And vice versa. — So free speech waned
And took a back seat in the European brain
Behind the refrain that all there's to see
Is The Gospel — so don't hear or say heresy

Meanwhile in the ancient Islamic state
Free speech thronged in the Abbasid Caliphate
Al-Rawandi, Al-Razi and Avicenna could calibrate
Classical thought with the Qu'ran and contemplate –

And that was all great — But that Shangri-la
Of free thought got stopped by the Shari-ah law
It's all a see-saw — all in, or Allah –
And in between, no free-speech law free of flaw
Reformation and Revolutions
And so in went in the West –
And yet Free Speech didn't rest in the breast
And in the 15th century it did spread
When Gutenburg hit with the printing press

Luther pinned his words
Upon the church in Wittenberg
And ripped a schism in the church
And then within the western world
And revolution then emerged
With the question getting heard
As to which of several versions of religion one should serve

Word — Reformation –
Your profession of faith
Is sure a personal expression
But you better be safe
For the church and the state
Still determined the stakes
And it wasn't that rare
To get burnt at the stake

For Giordano Bruno
It sure was brutal –
Literally burned
For serving his truth; though
Galileo had to lie to live
He hid a truth
'Sure the earth's static' –
Then he added 'yet it moves'

From the mid-16th
To the mid-17th
Many more Europeans
Would die for their beliefs –
And while some died for science
Other Europeans silenced
The speech of other people
Through conquest and violence

Meanwhile on a another continent
The colonists were confident
Their conscience said
Free Speech for all —
By 'all' they meant
Caucasian men

But the concept spread, and Olympe De Gouges
Pled the cause of the enslaved and for feminism too
In the French Revolution — till she who had reached
Far ahead of her time lost her head for free speech
The Modern Age
But what they could not kill
Was a thought from the quill of a John Stuart Mill
Though all humankind all minus one are not chill
With a thought, that one's got a right to talk still

And none is free till
Everyone is –
You can read it in the narrative of Fredrick Douglas
Who freed himself, and freed his own mind
By the writing and the reading by which freedom's defined

And in time it was news fit to print –
When Ida B. Wells tells the truths of the lynched
When the leaders out in Selma went and used the bridge
When Mandela said he's sooner serve truth than to live

When the truth hurts big, then let it be uttered –
Free speech one Martin Luther to another –
Never let em vet what you're permitted to preach –
'Somewhere I read of the freedom of speech.'

A century ago
A demagogue scoffed
At the 'Marxist press'
And their 'news that was false' –
Does that bring anyone to mind? — *light cough*
The guy wrote a book by the name of Mein Kampf

Oh my God!
The Weimar Republic –
Why didn't they prohibit it from ever being published?
It was hot off the presses — some bestseller shit —
Would Hitler not have hit if it hadn't been a hit?

That hits different. — And then when they did
Try to censor them is when the Nazis really got big
As martyrs for a cause — and a precedent was further
Then set for the censorship they met with him as Fuhrer

It's enough to make you furious
Censorship and murder –
Silence all objectors
Recondition all deserters –
"Perverters of the Workers must be Purged from the State" –
That or the reverse: "The Commie perps are at your gate!"

And now our language of alert
Has been subverted by the urgent
Overstatement every side has made against its other version
Insurrection, Treason and Sedition by the arch-
And utter enemies of Freedom
Either way we choose to march
And in the Too Much Information on this internet of ours
Now the office of the censor is the autocratic powers
Of the platforms driven by their profit as they scour
While we post our speech and wile away our hours

...If things seem freer than when all were accosted
You can still get shot up for drawing Mohammed
You can still scroll a phone that was made in a spot that
Has a government that doesn't let you scroll where ya wanted

Is your own mind free?
Can they tell you what to do?
There's no vaccine
For the fact that ever-new
Enemies of what's true
Speak louder than you
...Why can't she speak
With her nipples out too?
Conclusion
And so to conclude
No freedom of speech has been true absolute
All we can do is judiciously choose
To whom we will listen when seeking the truth

And when fools speak
And single out groups
The best way to silence them
And clip their roots
Isn't to refuse their right to speak
But critique 'em even louder
Than you used

Even when the speeches are evil we cope
Leaning on the note that if we don't
Let the evil be spoken
Then when we speak
We too will be choked –
It's a slippery slope

But we roll with hope. – And this sound
Whether it's suppressed or spreads around
Whether it's viral or never gets found
Whether any platform takes it down

Is a speech
Dedicated to the peeps
Who were dedicated each
To what must get said –
For the many that have bled
And as many get bleeped –
This has been a history of free speech

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@Celia
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Halcyon days are not a thing Nostalgia is no excuse for stupidity I don't believe in golden ages Or presidents that put kids in cages America awaits on bended knee Can't you see Sweet children, Locke's burden Why did mother draw the curtains Free will is your dilemma (what will the dust remember) Tell me where do you really want to be? At the end of history? Utopia is an opiated dream What we want is an open society One torn and frayed at the edges With pages of imperfect changes And every hallmark of rationality Can't you see Sweet children, Locke's burden Why did mother draw the curtains Free will is your dilemma (what will the dust remember) Tell me where do you really want to be? At the end of history? At the end of history nobody will be innocent Of naked crimes against eternity Now we're in the last second of our December Tell me how do you want to be remembered For generosity or a fucking monstrosity Tell me where do you really want to be? At the end of history? Tell me where do you really want to be? At the end of history? Tell me where do you really want to be? At the end of history? Tell me where do you really want to be? At the end of history?
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@Jude
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@Kiara
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Well, there's a lot to argue about in this world And sometimes it seems like the most important arguments Are the least likely to end anytime soon — God or no god? Capitalism, Socialism? /dʒɪf/ or /ɡɪf/...? And usually when you're arguing with someone About one of these things, You do assume that one or the other of you is in fact right. 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And what am I doing? And who could I ask that? If I, as the asker, were not separated from you by our matter Well, here's a possible answer It's this and that And both and neither And it's a fact So don't believe it It's not sense or nonsense So all that leaves Is a process though contrasting possibilities Wherever that leads Whatever that means Whomever that includes And that includes you and me It is what it isn't And is and isn't what it seems So don't be sure and don't be mean Here's another example From the domain of political discourse Say you're a radical progressive, generally defined You think the preexisting structures should be left behind We must tear down these systems and then free the mind From the old guard's traditions that hold it in line There's no thurth to teach One seeks but there isn't tho And therefore we should teach to be creative and critical 'Cause in the absence of any other Over-arching purpose in the universe There's just the individual freedom of persons But isn't this very relativistic reassessment itself But an expression of a biased entrenchment? Aren't the very critiques that lead us in a better direction Themselves all subjective and subject to convention? And if all absolutes are just inducements of oppession Is anti-absolutism itself exempt from its own objection? And doesn't centering ourselves around our own self-invention Just subject us to yet another centralized conception? It's a good question Or you're a radical conservative, economically and socially And you assert there's a way things are and are not supposed to be Which means what's yours is yours and what's mine is only owned by me And you oppose those whose ideas oppose this openly And the reason we find ourselves in weird situations Is we're drawing new lines that aren't clear in their placement As people try to veer from the way that nature made them And this leads to society's deterioration But if you find yourself saying there's such a thing as "nature" That has a fixed form as defined by its "creator" Wouldn't every strange form "He's" made lately or still hasn't yet Still be an expression of "His" will and that natural-ness? And if God is absolute, omniscient and omnipotent Then he also made revolutions even if you're not into it And it follows from His omnipotence, omniscience, and absoluteness That His nature would include both the old school and the new shit But the truth of it is It's this and that And both and neither You don't know shit You're not wrong either Don't be a believer But also don't assert that there's nothing to believe in And don't be a jerk It's absurd to say the facts are certain and exact And absurd to assert that there's alternative facts It is what it isn't But, be it as it is It's neither, and both And that, and this I don't know what I'm doing I'm just rhyming while doing it Wise in my foolishness Blind in my foolish wit I've been trying to find the truth and I'm behind in pursuit of it But I might yet find it precisely in losing it But what good does that do? 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@Louka
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@Oda
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Many and strange are the things of this world But nothing's as strange, or quite as absurd As you and I — Humankind — You might have heard: We're kind of the worst Is the title deserved? — Human Beings It's a quarter million years since we came on the scene In the past 300, we made some machines And began a new age — the Anthropocene ...Now just how extreme do I have to be To have a whole planet age that's named after me? Anthropos — human — it's Greek — I agree We changed the whole thing by quite a degree... Celsius. — See? — It's kind of intense — We don't always make ecological sense Cuz the things we invent, for survival success May, in the end, just lead to our deaths! ...Yes. ... But for now we're alive And while we're all here, we may as well ask why — And how'd we change so much, in so little time — The history of Strange Humankind Well, we've been around 300 thou' And it all started out au naturale — No horse, no plough; no slave, no master — That's fire, Wow! — we hunted, and gathered But nearer to now — 12 millenia tops — Just a little while relative to how long we've walked Upon this rock — someone stopped and said Let's plant crops! And settle in a place, make bread and tend flocks Bet — why not? But in the course of time As the hunter-gatherer became the grower of the vine It brought about changes in their hearts and minds Your farm's there; this farm's mine Darn — fine. Don't let it get your goose — They started owning animals — and ownership and use Came to dominate a consciousness that used to keep it loose For as one lives, so is one's truth We changed, we adapted — Our numbers increasing Our Feeling gave way To Thinking and Reasoning People of taste — eating with seasoning Instead of just eating whatever the season brings I sing how the shift began As they planted grains in the shifting sand As the power-grip shifted throughout the lands From animal to human, and from woman to man From family to clan — and what slipped through the cracks As the way got paved, was the way to get back From the fictions we made to the natural fact Of the Here and the Now. — We became abstract ...That's that Home on the range The world was ours But the world was changed And the things of this world Became things of exchange And the Earth and the Self Which were one Were estranged None stranger you can find Than the stranger Humankind Ah yes. Humans will be humans — Dust unto dust to industrial revolution The age of mass production and accelerated movement — And it never really ended, cuz we're kinda still doin it Throw this one a way, buy myself a new one — Throw myself away — my self is such a nuisance — Find myself a way to disappear into my room and If I need to know what life is like I'll stay at home and google it And true, we've made progress And awesome hits And the laptop software I wrought this with — But we also made an big atomic bomb that hit And for all time altered all of this The radiation remains And in our blood and our brains Are all the particles of polythene in hydrocarbon chains From our plastic bags — And so it's hardly strange We made a problem as large As climate change Change. Money — But money is nothing It really is, kids, it's just a symbol of something — Just a little piece of paper on a number we're running You can't live in it or eat it And it's not even yummy It's stunning — to think that we don't actually need it — I mean it — we really don't actually need it We grow enough a day to feed the planet and to keep it As a thing that's free for everyone and yet we don't feed them And you may say, Wait! we got a bottom line At the top they got a lot and at the bottom not a dime — But that concept's not inherent in the mind It's contingent on the way we've developed over time — I'm not denying it's survival of the fittest But survival of the fittest wasn't always such a business It was different when applied to our original conditions When we tried to fit the best with ecosystems that we lived in Ahhh, homo sapiens — One part progress, one part sloppiness I don't want to descend into soppiness But sometimes I feel sorry for all of us But then I think this — if we human beings Have changed the world once for the worse, then it seems We could change it again — We could intervene And give a new meaning to Anthropocene Imagine the scene — Ecstatically green — The age when humanity gathers its dream into action — and seeing The rational being Reconnected at last, with a planet that's clean This means that we're not the worst Your actions do matter The plan is not cursed Integrate the new with the way we lived first And celebrate the work Save the Humans of the Earth It isn't just words Or an abstract movement — It's a fact, and a truth That if everyone is doin' what They can where they're at Well then that's a revolution — A radical reunion of the planet and the human ... So yeah it is strange Being this animal, having this brain — And yet we can change — and may redefine Just what it is to be human: kind
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