WTFFF????   Is this thread for real????

For All the ignoramus' above trynna curb peep's right to voice their thought and ideas in this sajha forum (where we have life-altering and mind enlightening threads like "Sexy in Sari Marry Me" to "Kunai Ferrari Chadni Nepali Cha??"...LOLs.  And these are threads from a few days ago, I kid you not!!), there is more to life than being some damn commie media supressor trying to get at the throat of every Tom-Dick-Harry-Susan trynna put his/her opinion into words on this forum.  Post and Let Post...If it tickles your azz, so much, why not just leave them alone instead of letting that anal-irritant be your downfall??

Below is a poem that Salman Rushdie (damn, he's a great writer) wrote for the theocratic Iranian regime and the fatwa it released on him...Exactly what comes to mind here seeing all these voice/idea/media supressing commie despots above on this thread.  Get a life damn maobadi butt-munchers!!



6 March 1989: Salman Rushdie



Boy, yaar, they sure called me some good names of late:

e.g. opportunist (dangerous). E.g. full-of-hate,

self-aggrandizing, Satan, self-loathing and shrill,

the type it would clean up the planet to kill.

I justjust remember my own goodname still.



Damn, brother. You saw what they did to my face?

Poked out my eyes. Knocked teeth out of place,

stuck a dog's body under, hung same from a hook,

wrote what-all on my forehead! Wrote 'bastard'! Wrote 'crook'!

I justjust recall how my face used to look.



Now, misters and sisters, they've come for my voice.

If the Cat got my tongue, lok who-who would rejoice--

muftis, politicos, 'my own people', hacks.

Still, nameless-and-faceless or not, here's my choice:

not to shut up. To sing on, in spite of attacks,

to sing (while my dreams are being murdered by facts)

praises of butterflies broken on racks.