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I can’t remember where I saw this question yesterday, but it is a good question and a good starting place.

How do we take back the vocabulary?

Let’s start with the word “moral”. How has morality come to be synonymous with bigotry? Let’s the use the word correctly. I found this at linkmeister.com/blog/. “How is it "moral" to spend the country into bankruptcy? How is it "moral" to invade a country which was no threat to us, based on lies deliberately trumped up to fit an agenda thought up by a think tank? How is it "moral" to sell out the nation's public lands to private industry? How is it "moral" to turn a blind eye to science, demanding ideological purity over empirical fact?”

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Anonymous said…
Orwell was 20 years off, that's all. The entire message from the bush camp is coded in usurped words, generally meaning the opposite to the opposition.

scorpion slave
7:12 PM
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