Freedom of Speech, Really?

Words are the demise for teenager Justin Carter who’s been in jail for months and also beaten in jail.

Granted, Carter's words were wicked and tasteless, but none the less, just words. If the wrong authorities don't like what you say on Facebook, as was the case for Carter, you could end up in federal prison for several years.

Carter has been in jail since February 21, accused of making terrorist threats. He's looking at eight years in jail if found guilty. While joking around with a friend on Facebook, Carter wrote the following to a friend. ...I'm sick. Shoot up a kindergarten and watch the blood of the innocent rain down and eat the beating heart of one of them." This was followed by lol.

These words from Carter who has no criminal history have landed him in a Texas prison and a $500,000 bail. His court date is July 16.  

Doug Gross's article on CNN, "Jailed Teen Finally Getting Day in Court" on the web site;

 http://www.cnn.com/2013/07/03/tech/social-media/facebook-teen-jail/index.html?hpt=us_t4 illustrates the loss of free speech in America.

Since Carter has been in prison, he's been beaten to the point of having concussions and black eyes according to the article by Gross. The wrong or so called wrong combination of words splatted innocuously on Facebook have sent an innocent young man to prison.  Meanwhile in Santa Rosa, a double murder, Mathew Beck roams free, never severing any jail time, just a decade a so in a Looney bin, and now he's free with certain stipulations.

Carter serving time in federal prison is as wise as making Jerry Sandusky a Scout Leader in the Boy Scouts of America. What more injustices lie ahead for mere words?

Legaliizing Gay Marriage in California, a Positive Future Step

Inching our way out of ancient times and slowly putting superstition on the back burner is one tiny step in the right direction with California's abandonment of Proposition 8.

California has become the 13th state to get out of the dark ages and finally legalize gay marriage. The fact that Proposition 8 was even introduced in 2008 was ludicrous. Of course big money talks. Frank Schubert, strategist for Proposition 8, helped the organization Protect Marriage raise more than $5 million in donations to fight for Proposition 8.

Alan C. Ashton, the grandson of a former president of the Mormon Church personally donated $1 million to Protect Marriage and aid in the passing of Proposition 8 according to the article "Mormons Tipped Scale in Ban on Gay Marriage" by Jesse McKinley and Kirk Johnson, Nov. 14, 2008 on the web page http://www.nytimes.com/2008/11/15/us/politics/15marriage.html?pagewanted=all&_r=0.

Personally, if I could afford to shell out $1 million and expect nothing in return, it would be to something useful such as a children’s hospital or an educational system, but certainly not to fight for a primitive belief.

Gay marriage has been legal for more than 220 years if you go by the first amendment in the U.S. Constitution. The U.S. Constitution prohibits the making of any law respecting an establishment of religion; exact wording in the first amendment written on Dec. 15, 1791. I'm fed up with the lame argument that God says it's (being gay) wrong, the Bible says so. That doltish dispute was actually a good argument about 2500-years ago for approximately ten minutes.

A very large percentage of people who oppose gay marriage are the religious, using the Bible for their convenience. If the U.S. follows God’s word (one nation under God; in God we trust), then rape is OK. Deuteronomy 22:28-29; If a man is caught in the act of raping a young woman who is not engaged, he must pay 50 pieces of silver to her father. Then he must marry the young woman because he violated her, and he will never be allowed to divorce her. No mention of the woman having a say if she wants to marry her rapist or not!

As a whole, the world, especially the U.S. is living in the ancient past. To this day, 37 states are way behind the times. Why has the Constitution been written if it's not going to be used? Oh yea, money, lots of it going to lobbyist who govern everything with the almighty dollar. There are also the people who refuse to grow up and embrace diversity while clinging to prehistoric words and beliefs, thus dividing the world into a chaotic cocktail mixed by the business demons of the world.    

Dualiity of Emotions

                                                          Extreme Negativity

 

                                    Single by circumstance, not by choice. An undesirable

Entity whose façade of happiness has clasped. Debt

and despair is all there is.

Why exist? The end cannot be too soon.

Love and romance? Not a chance with my current

finance. I want to wake to no more lies, no more

corruption, no more greed. See everyone without

common needs.

Dreams dissipate into the abyss of apathy.  No

tears, no laughter. Just an empty soul waiting to fill

a six foot whole. Sweet mistress of death, get me

 

off this planet.

 

                   

                          Confidence

 

Tappin’ my feet, struttin’ my feats. Lots of lady’s

to meet. Get up off your seat. Fucking dance,

take a chance.    

Three Dead Poems...

    Beer

Laughing eyes and beer highs accentuated her
bare thighs. Wish I’d had an attractive lie…


                    Government

Liquid lunacy fills the goblet of greed and wets

the lips of the unethical which bleeds across the

world. Harbingers of havoc, apprentices of apathy,

creators of chaos, and distributors of destruction.

Soul destroyers and mindless material builders.

Thrust into there lies and bred to consume.

 

                            Julie

 

Standing amidst the chaos of pelting rain, crashing

waves and ocean winds. All I could see was her face.

Mesmerized by her smile, fixated by her laugh, drawn

to her every word. Her heart felt wisdom saturates my

mind with love and laughter. Indeed she is the true definition

of the word lady. Lady; Classy, smart, sensuous, soulful,

sweet, and sincere.

                                                                                                                 Mark (Izzy) Schurr

My bio with an introduction by Heeiz Shure

Forward by Heeiz Shure:

By the age of three, Mark Schurr had written more than two dozen novels. By the time he was 12-years-old several of his books were adapted into screen plays including “Jaws,” “The Graduate,” “Cool Hand Luke” and “Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory.”

 

Schurr’s fascination for the written word spawning into books, songs, poetry and movies is just one aspect of his sagacious genius. Schurr can literally do anything he desires except talk to pretty women, play a musical instrument or sing. 

 

Schurr wrote the music and lyrics to more than 50 Beatle songs by the time he was four including the songs “Something,” Because,” “A Day in the Life,” “Revolution” and “Help.”

 

Unfortunately for Schurr, he knew absolutely nothing about copy rights at such a young age. The business predators of the world consumed all the credit and raked in all the money.

 

Schurr is indeed a blessing to the world and perhaps the universe. Legend has it that the human race still exists solely because of Schurr.  

 

When he leaves Earth permanently with no spawns the planet will indeed be lesser place.

If I live to be a 1000-years-old, I’ll never meet anyone as unique and perplexing as Mark Schurr. I’m extremely lucky to have known and talked to him.

 

Heeiz Shure;

Ghost writer for Stephen King, Anne Rice, John Grisham and countless other authors and journalists.

 

Me, by Mark (Izzy) Schurr

 

A ninth grade classmate, Tom Boriolo wrote the following in my year book; ‘Mark, I’ve heard the word unique before, but you’re a true definition of the word.’

 

My existence is somber except when I have to transform into star vapors and sashay across the infinite universe to stop meteors as large as mountains that are directed toward Earth by the sadistic Baleful Ben.

 

Ben won’t be happy until everyone in the universe is dead, and then I think he’ll kill himself if he manages to destroy all life. Ben resides on the dark side of the galaxy in the farthest reaches of cold space. He can’t kill me because I’m much too fast and sly for him and vice versa.

 

Because of Ben I am perpetually alone. Ben has nearly killed the few girlfriends I’ve had; it’s his way to get to me.  Presently, Ben and I are the only cosmic beings I know exist.  

 

The small amount of lady friends who were gracious enough to dabble in romantic endeavors with me soon needed a more successful, communicative and better lover.  I’m the type of person who would thrive alone on an island abundant with warmth, food, water, shelter, the internet and books.

 

The eight plus years working as a preschool teacher illustrated to me what a horrible parent I’d be. Children don’t listen to a word I say, hence I couldn’t teach, or parent.

The few relationships I’ve had with women have shown me what a lousy husband I’d be.

 

When I’m not hurling across outer space in my cosmic form, I really enjoy working with young children once a week at the YMCA in Santa Rosa as a volunteer.  I also enjoy writing poetry, photography, doing journalism for my blog site, driving Irene (my Saturn Vue), while blaring music, riding my bike and laughing with friends and family.

 

“Too weird to live, too unique to die,” a line from the movie “Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas” is a simple way to describe myself.  

Racy Subject Matter is Tamed Down in the Much Overratted Novel "The Great Gatsby."

The 88 year-old novel "The Great Gatsby" was a great bore and an extremely overrated piece of literature.

Fortunately the book was only a 180 pages which still did not detour its torturous read, yielding a one star rating. Bear in mind I have not seen any of “The Great Gatsby" movies including the latest release starring Leonardo DiCaprio.

F. Scott Fitzgerald's third 1925 novel "The Great Gatsby" harnessed all the elements for a superlative story about the roaring 20s, complete with excessive drinking, lavish parties, fornication, adultery, romance and crime.

F. Scott Fitzgerald managed to create two wild and sexy women and insert them into a chasm of nothingness. I'm referring to the two main women in the novel, Daisy Buchanan and Jordan Baker. Buchanan is married to Tom Buchanan and the Great Gatsby's love interest.

Daisy takes advantage of her youth and beauty by not staying faithful to her adulterous and white supremacist husband yet won't divorce him because of her catholic beliefs. Fitzgerald sets the stage for Daisy to blossom into an adventurous, alluring and riveting character and fails to open the curtain so to speak. Her athletically slender babe of friend, Jordan is equally amidst a delicious recipe for excitement and splendor, yet is never cooked.

Tom, Daisy's muscular husband and former football player from Yale complete with the 'cooler than thou' attitude still didn't set forth any malcontent or like for the guy, due the bad story writing.

The narrator of "The Great Gatsby," Nick Carraway is equally as uninteresting as all of the other characters.

As short as this novel is, it's way too slow in forming any conflict. The first 90 or so pages are just a bunch of people having fun at Gatsby's house, and when the conflicts finally do arrive, there're not tense, nor interesting because of the hapless character development.

Even when one of the above four characters kills a pedestrian in a hit and run car accident, there is no edginess, nor decent resolution. The theme of the novel is an ancient one. If health, wealth, emotional and physical love are captured, then what? How do you live your live and what is true happiness?

How this story is considered an American classic novel is beyond me, then again I liked the Beavis and Butt Head book; "This Book Sucks" released in November 1993. 

The Two Wolves by ?

One evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people.
"My son, the battle is between two wolves inside us all" he said.

One is evil...it is anger eny,, jealousy, sorrow regret, greed, arrogancd self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiotity, lies, false pride superiority and ego.

The other is good... it is joy peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence,empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith.

The young grandson thought about it for a minute, and then asked his grandfather, "Which wolf wins?" (this battle)

The old Cherokee simply replied: "The one you feed."

                                                                                                              Writer, unknown