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Thursday, May 17, 2007

I'm Tired Of The Double Talk

I’m tired of the Double Talk . . .

We have a problem in this country. We don’t know how to tell the truth and we can’t disseminate between it and a lie. And then we justify it all by saying what are you going to do?

I’m mad as hell . . .

When Imus was caned, the good Senator, Obama came out against him . . . I was shocked that a candidate would grasp on to such a dividing issue, for whatever reason. And I wrote a comment to “Obama for America”, today I got a response . . . No-reply.

I am a no body American, I understand that. But don’t you think the candidate should justify his words . . .

Here’s what I wrote;

Comments:
I have a problem with Mr. Obama . . . It’s simple, because of his comments about IMUS, I’m not sure he can be above black and white . . . I was shocked that he said anything . . . This country is not all black, white or other, it just is. A president has to be above that . . . He was wrong.

We all belong to groups, but which takes precedence over another? I don’t want to be known for my skin color. I would rather be a person, father, writer, husband, son . . . We all make mistakes. The classy thing for the coach of Rutgers to have done is to say enough . . . And take make it private. And all those so called Democrat Politicians, no loyalty there.

Dan Hanosh
Dreams are yours to share

We need to forgive to mend our wounds and we made a big mistake with Bust, we can not afford another divider.

. . . Why does any one want to be President? I have a feeling that answering this question, might give new incite on why our best people never run for this office . . . Name one president and I can find controversy in his life before being president. Why? I don’t mean personal, business scandals, wrong doings, hiding things, overlooking atrocities just to rise in rank.

We live in a time where both parties are the exact same . . . Sure they distance themselves from the other, but at the end of the day they both drink at the same watering hole.

Dan Hanosh
Dreams are yours to Share

My Books: The World Outside My Window, AuthorHouse, 2004
Soon to come, Sleepless Nights

Links: Dreams Are Yours To Share
Warriors and Wars
The Moon Also Rises
dhanosh writingup
Dan Hanosh poemhunter.com
Dan’s Room 2 Write

Copyright © 2007 by Dan Hanosh. All rights reserved.

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Because Parents Need To Know - Part 5

Because Parents Need To Know - Part 5

. . . . Haven't Read Other Parts?

Part 5 . . . The waiting and Chemo Weekends

Today we took my son for his scans, his second this year. We haven’t got the results yet. Computers were down, what’s a little more parental hell after what we’ve been through, but I’m getting ahead of myself . . .

Where’d I Leave Off? Oh yea . . .

My son was to do his Chemo treatments through Children’s hospital in Milwaukee and everything else was done at Froedtert. We met Dr. Kelly, my son’s Oncologist. That’s when we started those wonderful Chemo Weekends, come in on Friday, get the toxic crap pumped in three separate days worth, eat blandest tasting food and go home feeling like sh*t.

Five times we sat with my son in the hospital, five times we sat through that sh*t. He only really got nauseated once. It used to be hell, each time they gave you the toxic garbage, the patient lost his lunch. Anyway once his white blood count went through the roof . . . You see, the chemo kills blood cells. White blood cells are what fights off disease and they don’t want to let them leave the hospital until they have them replenished. So they gave him a new drug called Neulasta. It speeds up the process of building white blood cells.

All night my son complained that his joints ached, his bones ached and he was tired, couldn’t sleep, couldn’t eat. The next day at his radiation treatment and he told Dr. Ferrot that he felt bad. The doctor made his nurse draw blood and run tests. The doctor wouldn’t even let the lab do the work, he made his nurse do them . . . My son had a count of 40000, ten times the normal level. White blood cells are made in the bone and they were doing a little speed building at the moment.

Anyway the pain went away and everything went back to normal.

Dan Hanosh

Dreams are yours to Share

My Books: The World Outside My Window, AuthorHouse, 2004

Soon to come, Sleepless Nights

Links: Dreams Are Yours To Share

Warriors and Wars

The Moon Also Rises

dhanosh writingup

Dan Hanosh poemhunter.com

Dan’s Room 2 Write

Copyright © 2007 by Dan Hanosh. All rights reserved.

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Sunday, May 6, 2007

Tell Me Your Life Altering Story

Tell Me Your Life Altering Story

Six years ago, on a trout stream . . . I found my life’s passion. As it started to rain, I went back to my truck for lunch. And as it continued to rain, I took out a note pad and started to write my first story . . . I never stopped, never doubted it was my true love in life. Sometimes you have to take a wrong path, to find the right one.

Five years ago, my mom died and I made her a promise, never to quit following my dream. And I haven’t and never will.

Last year my son was diagnosed with CANCER and I stopped for a moment, until he was C-free. And now I’m writing once again. And one day I will write my son’s story, because ever parent needs to know . . .

Dreams only happen when you let them . . . Many times you put barriers in the way of your own happiness, many times you look for excuse rather than solutions . . . Is the glass half full or half empty . . . Start there, fix that first . . . Take of the bad and put back the good. You can do it . . . I did.

Do you have a story to share? Something that altered your course forever, tell us . . .

Dan Hanosh

Dreams are yours to Share

My Books: The World Outside My Window, AuthorHouse, 2004

Soon to come, Sleepless Nights

Links: Dreams Are Yours To Share

Warriors and Wars

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Dan Hanosh poemhunter.com

Dan’s Room 2 Write

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Book Review: Tuesdays with Morrie

Book Review: Tuesdays with Morrie by Mitch Albom*****

A moving story of life and death, of loving and friendship . . . A professor and his life student, their friendship and the last class they shared together.

Author Mitch Albom shares with us, his last moments with a very special person, Morris S. Schwartz, his professor at Brandeis University . . .

Morrie teaches his last class with his student and us. He shares his life, his death and his views on how each of us can get more out of life. Fear of death keeps us from living, from sharing our dreams.

Dan’s Rant: ***** A must read

Dan Hanosh

Dreams are yours to Share

My Books: The World Outside My Window, AuthorHouse, 2004

Soon to come, Sleepless Nights

Links: Dreams Are Yours To Share

Warriors and Wars

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Dan Hanosh poemhunter.com

Dan’s Room 2 Write

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Because parents need to know - Part 4

Because parents need to know - Part 4

Part 4 . . . . Doctor Death, captain of the dream team

I woke up with peace in my heart . . . And I knew my little family and me, we get through this thing together.

Our doctor referred us to Dr. King, a surgeon from Froedtert hospital. We called, made an appointment for the next day . . . When CANCER is involved, Doctors move very quickly. . . . I was surprised.

At Froedtert, we parked in a four story parking structure. And made our way to the elevators, our car was on the daisy level. Daisies you laugh . . . The speakers were blasting out Doris Day singing her rendition of “Please don’t eat the daisies.” And I couldn’t help smiling. It eased my mind just a little.

I remember crossing the walkway and feeling my throat tighten, I wanted to scream, to run and hide. I watched all the others crowd into that tunnel maze, no one knowing where they were or where they going, they just did.

I remember pushing the up button and waiting forever waiting. Everyone crowding in and I wondered . . . What terminal disease did they have?

We sat in the outer waiting room for what seemed like a life time and then I thought maybe it was . . . My boys. Finally someone lead us through the big double doors, into one of the many small examining rooms. My son sat first, and then my wife, I stood.

And shortly the doctor came in, a thin man, youthful thirty-five or so. His name was Dr. King. Heather, his assistant was with him.

“Where did you go to school?” I asked trying to make myself at ease.

“Iowa,” he said proudly.

“A Hawkeye, eh?”

“Yes . . . “ he said, rather surprised I knew.

“We used to live in Des Moines.”

Then and there my boy coined his handle, doctor death. That’s when I knew my baby boy was scared. He was scared of the surgery and I was too.

The doctor explained my boy’s sarcoma for us. He told us that he wanted him to go through Chemo and radiation. A regiment, it was a nationally recognized procedure for his type of CANCER. I felt a little comforted in that doctors had a standardized plan of attack.

“Maybe we’re not the first, the only this has ever happened to?” I thought to myself.

Then he explained why he wanted my son to go through hell’s gate . . . He said it would reduce the margins of the tumor. So when he operated he would be able to cut all the ugliness from my baby’s body.

Dan Hanosh

Dreams are yours to Share

Because parents need to know - Part 1 . . .

Because parents need to know - Part 2 . . .

Because parents need to know - Part 3 . . .

My Books: The World Outside My Window, AuthorHouse, 2004

Soon to come, Sleepless Nights

Links: Dreams Are Yours To Share

Warriors and Wars

dhanosh writingup

Dan Hanosh poemhunter.com

Dan’s Room 2 Write

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Becase parents need to know . part 3

Because parents need to know . . .

Part 3 . . . . My Angel comes to me

And that night, I tossed and turned and couldn’t find my way to sleep . . . And when I finally rolled into slumber land, I dreamed . . . And you may not believe what I’m going to tell you now. But this is really the way it happened.

In a dream, I heard a voice and that voice said to me, my baby boy would be alright . . . I never doubted her words, for that was what I wanted to hear and my angel, she was my mom . . . I don’t know why? Mom had died several years before . . . And her words gave me the peace I needed to go on . . . To go through what was about to begin.

And I will never forget, her words, they were grace to me. “Don’t worry,” she said, “everything’s going to be alright.” And I remember sleeping like a baby the rest of that black night . . .

Because Parents Need To Know . . . Part 1

Because Parents Need To Know . . . Part 2

Dan Hanosh

Dreams are yours to Share

My Books: The World Outside My Window, AuthorHouse, 2004

Soon to come, Sleepless Nights

Links: Dreams Are Yours To Share

Warriors and Wars

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Dan Hanosh poemhunter.com

Dan’s Room 2 Write

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Because parents need to know . . . part2

Because parents need to know . . .

Part 2 . . . My Nightmare Continues

We left the doctors office, stunned, but unsure of what was about to begin. We knew he had a growth, but we didn’t know if we should worry or . . . And after finding out a biopsy was done and three days later we knew, he had the Big C, CANCER. The word everyone runs from.

A funny thing happened . . . We went to Starbucks for coffee two weeks before any of this occurred. And somehow my wife started talking to the person behind the counter . . . He told us, he was CANCER FREE . . . And I spent an hour with this young man. He shared his story and his live with me and before I left I gave him a hug and said if you ever need anything, call me and handed him my card.

And two weeks later, we knew by phone . . . It was the Big C. Wow, the wind was knocked out of me . . . The thoughts that fly through your mind when you find that your little boy may die . . . That’s what happens when you get the Big C, isn’t it?

That’s what I thought . . . And so my wife and I had to drive, to escape, to run and hide . . . But there’s no hiding from the Big C . . . We drove and drove so many hours and ended up in the Dells . . . We went to a Casino to forget and the quarters fell like m and m’s. And when we left in the dark black of night, as I drove my thoughts stopped on my poor little one, seventeen is too young for any of this. And my tears began to flow and I didn’t care who saw any of this. Not my wife, no one mattered. And they never stopped until I reached my blacktop drive . . .

Dan Hanosh

Dreams are yours to Share

My Books: The World Outside My Window, AuthorHouse, 2004

Soon to come, Sleepless Nights

Links: Dreams Are Yours To Share

Warriors and Wars

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Dan Hanosh poemhunter.com

Dan’s Room 2 Write

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Because Parents need to know

Because Parents need to know . . .

Part 1 . . . What’s the worst part of CANCER

Of course it could be the end . . . But other than that, it’s finding out. A parent’s worst nightmare is finding out a child has CANCER.

My son complained that his shoulder hurt. He carried a backpack that weighed at least 40lbs. And we thought it was that . . . And so we took him to a friend of mine, a chiropractor and he worked on him for several weeks. And my son didn’t get better . . . And my friend he said you better get an MRI and we did.

I remember a phone call from my doctor. He wanted us to come in. And when we did, his nurse took us to a waiting room and I passed his office. I looked in and he was seated with his head in his hands . . . And I knew.

And the minutes that followed were the longest I have ever had to go through. And tears swelled in my eyes and my throat seemed to fight for air. My stomach began to knot.

And then he came in . . . And our five months of Hell began . . .

Dan Hanosh

Dreams are yours to Share

My Books: The World Outside My Window, AuthorHouse, 2004

Soon to come, Sleepless Nights

Links: Dreams Are Yours To Share

Warriors and Wars

dhanosh writingup

Dan Hanosh poemhunter.com

Dan’s Room 2 Write

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I grew up in another time

I grew up in another time

I grew up in another time, a time where we thought about America in terms of domination and pride of being . . . Being number one, not two, three or four. Where did that go? When did we stop believing in ourselves? When did we stop trying to help each other?

I read today that Toyota is number one . . . I’ve never not bought an American made vehicle and so many tell me oh so many reasons why I’m not buying American anymore. They say all the parts come from far away lands and that my GMC is made in Canada or Mexico or some other land . . . And all I say is, where’s the Company’s Corporate head quarters?

Because where it is, is where the money goes. Things may change, but let’s be frank . . . Where the factories go, so does the money and when the money’s gone, America will be an alien land, a wasteland.

And maybe that’s just another cause leading to a cheaper labor force . . . But then again don’t kid yourself for those that believe in money first, will always have another reason why they choose to move.

Dan Hanosh

Dreams are yours to Share

My Books: The World Outside My Window, AuthorHouse, 2004

Soon to come, Sleepless Nights

Links: Dreams Are Yours To Share

Warriors and Wars

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Dan Hanosh poemhunter.com

Dan’s Room 2 Write

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Friday, May 4, 2007

Tell Me Your Life Altering Story

Thursday, May 3, 2007

Book Review: Tuesdays with Morrie

Book Review: Tuesdays with Morrie by Mitch Albom*****

A moving story of life and death, of loving and friendship . . . A professor and his life student, their friendship and the last class they shared together.

Author Mitch Albom shares with us, his last moments with a very special person, Morris S. Schwartz, his professor at Brandeis University . . .

Dan’s Rant: ***** A must read

Tuesday, May 1, 2007

Because parents need to know - Part 4

Because parents need to know - Part 4

Part 4 . . . . Doctor Death, captain of the dream team

I woke up with peace in my heart . . . And I knew my little family and me, we get through this thing together.

Our doctor referred us to Dr. King, a surgeon from Froedtert hospital. We called, made an appointment for the next day . . . When CANCER is involved, Doctors move very quickly. . . . I was surprised.

At Froedtert, we parked in a four story parking structure. And made our way to the elevators, our car was on the daisy level. Daisies you laugh . . . The speakers were blasting out Doris Day singing her rendition of “Please don’t eat the daisies.” And I couldn’t help smiling. It eased my mind just a little.

I remember crossing the walkway and feeling my throat tighten, I wanted to scream, to run and hide. I watched all the others crowd into that tunnel maze, no one knowing where they were or where they going, they just did.

I remember pushing the up button and waiting forever waiting. Everyone crowding in and I wondered . . . What terminal disease did they have?

We sat in the outer waiting room for what seemed like a life time and then I thought maybe it was . . . My boys. Finally someone lead us through the big double doors, into one of the many small examining rooms. My son sat first, and then my wife, I stood.

And shortly the doctor came in, a thin man, youthful thirty-five or so. His name was Dr. King. Heather, his assistant was with him.

“Where did you go to school?” I asked trying to make myself at ease.
“Iowa,” he said proudly.
“A Hawkeye, eh?”
“Yes . . . “ he said, rather surprised I knew.
“We used to live in Des Moines.”

Then and there my boy coined his handle, doctor death. That’s when I knew my baby boy was scared. He was scared of the surgery and I was too.

The doctor explained my boy’s sarcoma for us. He told us that he wanted him to go through Chemo and radiation. A regiment, it was a nationally recognized procedure for his type of CANCER. I felt a little comforted in that doctors had a standardized plan of attack.

“Maybe we’re not the first, the only this has ever happened to?” I thought to myself.

Then he explained why he wanted my son to go through hell’s gate . . . He said it would reduce the margins of the tumor. So when he operated he would be able to cut all the ugliness from my baby’s body.

Dan Hanosh
Dreams are yours to Share

Because parents need to know - Part 1 . . .

Because parents need to know - Part 2 . . .

Because parents need to know - Part 3 . . .

My Books: The World Outside My Window, AuthorHouse, 2004
Soon to come, Sleepless Nights

Links: Dreams Are Yours To Share
Warriors and Wars
dhanosh writingup
Dan Hanosh poemhunter.com
Dan’s Room 2 Write

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Saturday, April 28, 2007

Becase parents need to know . part 3

Friday, April 27, 2007

Because parents need to know . . . part2

Because parents need to know . . .

Part 2 . . . My Nightmare Continues

We left the doctors office, stunned, but unsure of what was about to begin. We knew he had a growth, but we didn’t know if we should worry or . . . And after finding out a biopsy was done and three days later we knew, he had the Big C, CANCER. The word everyone runs from.

A funny thing happened . . . We went to Starbucks for coffee two weeks before any of this occurred. And somehow my wife started talking to the person behind the counter . . . He told us, he was CANCER FREE . . . And I spent an hour with this young man. He shared his story and his live with me and before I left I gave him a hug and said if you ever need anything, call me and handed him my card.

And two weeks later, we knew by phone . . . It was the Big C. Wow, the wind was knocked out of me . . . The thoughts that fly through your mind when you find that your little boy may die . . . That’s what happens when you get the Big C, isn’t it?

That’s what I thought . . . And so my wife and I had to drive, to escape, to run and hide . . . But there’s no hiding from the Big C . . . We drove and drove so many hours and ended up in the Dells . . . We went to a Casino to forget and the quarters fell like m and m’s. And when we left in the dark black of night, as I drove my thoughts stopped on my poor little one, seventeen is too young for any of this. And my tears began to flow and I didn’t care who saw any of this. Not my wife, no one mattered. And they never stopped until I reached my blacktop drive . . .

Dan Hanosh
Dreams are yours to Share

My Books: The World Outside My Window, AuthorHouse, 2004
Soon to come, Sleepless Nights

Links: Dreams Are Yours To Share
Warriors and Wars
dhanosh writingup
Dan Hanosh poemhunter.com
Dan’s Room 2 Write

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Because Parents need to know

Because Parents need to know . . .

Part 1 . . . What’s the worst part of CANCER

Of course it could be the end . . . But other than that, it’s finding out. A parent’s worst nightmare is finding out a child has CANCER.

My son complained that his shoulder hurt. He carried a backpack that weighed at least 40lbs. And we thought it was that . . . And so we took him to a friend of mine, a chiropractor and he worked on him for several weeks. And my son didn’t get better . . . And my friend he said you better get an MRI and we did.

I remember a phone call from my doctor. He wanted us to come in. And when we did, his nurse took us to a waiting room and I passed his office. I looked in and he was seated with his head in his hands . . . And I knew.

And the minutes that followed were the longest I have ever had to go through. And tears swelled in my eyes and my throat seemed to fight for air. My stomach began to knot.

And then he came in . . . And our five months of Hell began . . .

Dan Hanosh
Dreams are yours to Share

My Books: The World Outside My Window, AuthorHouse, 2004
Soon to come, Sleepless Nights

Links: Dreams Are Yours To Share
Warriors and Wars
dhanosh writingup
Dan Hanosh poemhunter.com
Dan’s Room 2 Write

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Tuesday, April 24, 2007

I grew up in another time

Monday, April 23, 2007

What went so terribly wrong

What went so terribly wrong . . .

The Latimes got this one right, “Gunman was one of Us.” For just a second, think of him as your brother, your neighbor, the kid everyone loved to pick on and then maybe you might see a little of you in him.

He may not have been an American citizen, but he grew up in the U.S. He was a product of our streets, our neighborhoods, our culture as best as anyone could be. He had parents that loved him, we all do and yet things happen, we change.

We reach out to a higher power, questioning, not knowing why those classmates were singled out. Not knowing why their parents are burying a child before themselves . . . And I don’t have to tell you that’s a parents worst nightmare. Today it’s been a full week since the shootings and the pain is still there and it will for quite a long time. Many will never mend, some will be permanently scarred.

And as a nation one morning, we woke up to tragedy not quite in the realms of a 9-11, though it hurt just the same. And we morn, just the same, we cry, just the same, and we go on, just the same.

Dan Hanosh
Dreams are yours to Share

My Books: The World Outside My Window, AuthorHouse, 2004
Soon to come, Sleepless Nights

Links: Dreams Are Yours To Share
Warriors and Wars
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Dan Hanosh poemhunter.com
Dan’s Room 2 Write

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Sunday, April 22, 2007

They died with their boots on

They died with their boots on . . .

Just off Interstate 90 in Montana, sits the Little Bighorn Battlefield. It resides on the edge of nowhere. And if you ever get to walk the paths, you’ll get a glimpse of hell, the hell that Custer must have felt that fateful day, oh too long ago.

In a sea of endless hills and valleys, it is said over 3000 braves hid and waited for this man, they called ‘Yellow Hair’. And you’ll learn of his misguided deeds, many say led to his demise, huddled with just a handful of men and his most famous brother Tom.

And if you go in July, you’ll most likely sweat in the God awful heat, constantly bitten by Noseems and Black Flies. Occasionally, you may see a park attendant attempting an eviction of an unwanted guest from the warm worn path. Those pesky rattlers, how they do like sun themselves. And from the bluff you’ll see the white markers doting, the landscape, the only remaining evidence that battle had ever occurred there.

And I wonder do their spirits walk the night, the same paths that we walked during the day? Can one hear shots in the dark and their cries?

Little Bighorn Battlefield

Dan Hanosh
Dreams are yours to Share

My Books: The World Outside My Window, AuthorHouse, 2004
Soon to come, Sleepless Nights

Links: Dreams Are Yours To Share
Warriors and Wars
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Dan’s Room 2 Write

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Friday, April 20, 2007

To You My Friend

Ramblings on the wires . . .

To you my friend . . .

Tomorrow I will say Good bye to a friend . . . It’s always hard and tears will come as will the sadness. But it’s better to have had one such as you than not to have known you. And so I dedicate this poem to you, my fiend.

Dan

Thank You My Friend

Whenever I catch
the sun glimmer upon
a river . . . I’ll remember

The times
. . . we shared
on shimmering waters

Stumbling along
soggy banks . . . drifting
swift currents together

We shared . . . we
laughed . . . we cried
and propped up each other

And now . . . Yes and now
I’ll happily remember . . . always
Thank You my Friend.

Dan Hanosh
Dreams are yours to Share

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Fear of Reprisal is Censorship

Fear of Reprisal is Censorship . . .

I’m sitting in a restaurant, my son is speaking out on the half of million things that as he says he hates. A normal thing in this world . . . And I have to tell him, he can’t say those things, not anymore. Fear has taken hold . . .

Our schools lock there doors, no one can walk in, not anymore. Now they will be forced to react to all comments regardless . . . And it will be a state of lockdown . . . Fear has stolen our innocents.

Everyone on the air waves will have to watch what they say, for fear that they may offend . . . The sword may land on them . . . Censorship is alive in the U.S.

Righteous as it may be, we have to see it for what it is. Curbing opinions of a few by a large group and where does it usually end? Locked up and books burned.

The internet is not free . . . Rumor has it, that the most powerful search engines place paying links higher than those that don’t . . . And what about truth in the media. Can you say, IRAQ?

Censorship is alive and well in America . . . Everyone says the same thing . . . “What can you do.“

It’s not a question. They’re not asking me. They’re telling me they have succumbed to the wills of a few and my Blood Pressure Rises and boils. Apathy is an ugly thing . . . It was present at Andersonville, Aushwitz and we saw it on 9-11. And we saw it the other day and the day before that.

We don’t fight back, anymore. We don’t write letters to editors, anymore. We don’t write Senators or Representatives, anymore. We don’t speak out, anymore. We’re afraid to say anything at work, anymore . . . For fear, fear of reprisal.

There’s always a victim, maybe an innocent party, maybe not. And those with the voice will be heard and the rest, they will not and we’ll change . . .

Dan Hanosh

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