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MySpace Sued for Failing to Protect Minors

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MySpace Sued for Failing to Protect Minors

Wow! I don’t think I’ve read a thread like this in a long time. This has gotten me so riled up and as I read each comment on the trial I couldn’t help but think of Jack Johnson‘s song entitled “Cookie Jar“. The bottom line is that every is blaming everyone else for the ills that exist in society and in the very process of doing so they all are shirking their own responsibilities.

If there’s a problem it’s ALL our faults. It’s not the website owner alone, it’s not the little girl that gets online and reveals her personal information alone, it’s not merely a parental breakdown.; Every person is involved and is responsible. If you hear about it and go about your way without committing to make things better for someone else in some other way…it’s YOUR fault, YOU’RE TO BLAME.

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Jack Johnson
Cookie Jar

I would turn on the TV but it’s so embarrasing
To see all the other people I don’t know that they mean
It was magic at first when they spoke without sound
And now this world is gonna hurt you better turn that thing down
Turn it around

“It wasn’t me”, says the boy with the gun
“Sure I pulled the trigger but it needed to be done
Cause life’s been killing me and the censor begun
You cant blame me cause I’m too young”

“You can’t blame me sure the killer was my son
But I didn’t teach him to pull the trigger of the gun
It’s the killer on this TV screen
You cant blame me its those images he seen”

Well “You can’t blame me”, says the media man
Well “I wasn’t the one who came up with the plan
I just filled my camera with what the people want to see
Man it’s a two way mirror and you cant blame me”

“You can’t blame me”, says the singer of the song
Or the maker of the movie which he based his life on
“It’s only entertainment and as anyone can see
The smoke machines and makeup
Hey you cant fool me”

It was you it was me it was every man
We’ve all got the blood on our hands
We only receive what we demand
And if we want hell then hells what well have

And I would turn on the TV
But its so embarrassing
To see all the other people
I don’t even know that they mean
And it was magic at first
But it let everyone down
And now this world is gonna hurt
You better turn it around
Turn it around

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Making a Difference, Relationships, Words

Luf

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Back by popular request…well, alright, I just wanted to put it up here, but anyhow…it’s an oldie, but a goodie, one that definitely has withstood the test of time…in fact, I think it may be the only one. :o)

Luf, my friend, is all you need
to calm that raging sea.
For it’s luf, with the ‘uf
that makes us you and me.
Now I know it’s hard to ‘uf the luf,
but practice & you will
And when you get that ‘uf in luf
ohhh ~~~ so much better will you feel.
That’s all I have to say for now;
remember, luf is true!
So live each day with ‘uf in luf
and luf will you get too.

Ask me sometime to read it to you…the accent is much of the effect on this one.

Relationships, Words

Pure Emotion

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have you ever…

loved soo hard, it hurt
cried so hard it healed
laughed until you cried
felt so right time froze

i have
ryan

Editorial Note: Sometimes, in quiet moments, I recall many memories. This was one of those moments. Somehow, they seemed to all fuse together to form a new memory, a new understanding. At times the feelings I write, though originally precipitated by a certain individual or situation, find new meaning and new expression as my life progresses. The love I’ve had for one finds new expression, heightened experiences, and deeper meaning in another. The pain I felt once can build bridges of understanding. Laughter always soothes the soul and makes things bearable, no one point in my life has a monopoly on that. I experience it with newness each time. And each memory I form is unique and though I can never again live one in exactly the same way, each has beautiful meaning to me, and none can steal that from another.

Relationships, Words

Talking Shirts

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Shirts hanging
People passing
Some ignoring
Some are gasping

Words of pain
Anger & hate
Tales of hope
Tales of tears

Offensive words
Different now
Empathizing
Understanding

Why this hurt
Unthinkable pain
To so many?
Inexcusable

Where was God?
Come bitter cries
Some pass on
Some survive

Survivors live
To tell the tale
To open eyes
A glimpse of hell

The message remains
Stop the hate
Stop the violence
Recreate

Tears welled
Heart stirred
Thoughts changed
Change occurred

Somberly written by Ryan

(Clothesline Project @ UVSC)