Funhouse mirrors

Remember going to a fair and going into one of those houses with all the funky mirrors that twisted and warped your image? Thats kind of where I feel like I am these days. Everything seems to have a double meaning or is twisted into a gnarled caricature of its true self. Never in my life did I ever think I would have to worry that a jet airplane would be used as a weapon for terrorists. But, it happened. Never before did I think it was possible to elect the least qualified person in the primaries as president, but it happened. It's just bizarre crap like that that has made me feel so off balance and as though I've stepped into the middle of a Twilight Zone episode.
I'm passing along a bit from a blog in Australia. I never read this one, but I got a heads up from a friend of mine. Where will freedom of speech be in the next 5 years? Will that be one of those things that one day we will whisper about in hushed tones? I really hope not, but I fear it will be so.
Mirror Mirror on the wall...

...and then there's this from The Midnight Sun
http://www.themidnightsun.org/?p=3625

Today The Australian newspaper published an article entitled ‘Raiding powers for human rights body’ which discusses the increased powers of the Victorian law enforcement agencies to come into your home and seize your belongings as ‘evidence’ and arrest you if they conclude you are guilty of what they term discriminatory speech. As I read both the article and the comments by the excellent Janet Albrechtsen on the threat to our liberties, I decided to jot down some thoughts of my own:

As the day has worn on, I’ve finally come to a decision on what I need to do: I’ve decided to delete all of my previous posts and those of my co-contributors, which I’ve just done. MK’s posts may still be read over at his own blog, MK’s views (linked on our blogroll). It was tough as these posts represent hours and hours of research and much heartfelt commentary. But I believe that our time for blogging is coming to an end in the near future and for reasons that I won’t go into here, for me personally, it’s time to get out.