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“You have the right to free speech … unless I don’t like what you’re saying”

The great thing about the United States is that we all don’t have to be united under one belief.

We’re free to choose who to pray to (if anybody), we’re free to choose our favorite sports teams and we’re free to have our own political beliefs. We’re free to be free.

We have the right to be free and express our beliefs how we choose.

It says so in the Constitution, right there under under the Bill of Rights. It’s Amendment I — most commonly referred to as the “First Amendment.”

Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances.

The government doesn’t dictate how, or if, we pray.

The government doesn’t tell us not to support something.

The government doesn’t limit newspapers or websites or even stop protests (yes, there are certain ordinances in place depending on your municipality).

Simply put: You. Are. Free. To. Speak. Your. Mind.

So why do some folks want to keep others from doing that? Specifically, this post was written out of frustrations I have with a friend of mine — Ginny Montanez. She’s the writer behind That’s Church, the popular Pittsburgh-focused blog.

In a post Monday, Montanez asked Pittsburgh Steelers player Rashard Mendenhall to “delete your Twitter account.”

Why did Montanez, who is afforded the same rights as Mendenhall, ask him to do this? She apparently doesn’t agree with what he is saying on his Twitter account.

Mendenhall has come under fire for comments he has made about women and about the Sept. 11, 2001, attacks.

Montanez is free to disagree with Mendenhall’s comments, but asking him to remove his Twitter account simply because she does not agree with his opinions goes against everything the United States was founded on.

On my personal Facebook profile, a discussion waged on about the issue (last count, there were 46 comments on this one shared link).

Some of the comments suggested I was out of line or that I shouldn’t share my opinion. But what many folks who shared their comments fail to realize is that (1) I did not say whether I agree or disagree with Mendenhall’s remarks and (2) I was simply defending his right to post whatever it is he wants.

You, me and anybody that’s a citizen of this country has the right to speak. And, people have the right not to listen. But what we can’t do is expect somebody to stop giving their opinion simply because we don’t agree.

I’ll defend anybody’s right to free speech. I don’t care if their view and mine are completely opposite of one another. What matters is that they are free to share their thought.

Great debates allow us to find new respect for one’s views, and, possibly, to change our own views.

When this discussion comes up, I always reference the Westboro Baptist Church, who are known for protesting funerals of soldiers who have been killed. The group often carries signs that say, “God hates fags.”

Their decision to protest funerals of solders seems to be unpopular among many individuals and other groups. But, like it or not, they are given that right under the United States’ Constitution. Their protests are peaceful (to my knowledge). They literally stand on a corner holding signs.

So they are legally within their right to do so. As are the folks who gather at another corner to protest the Westboro group.

When I defend their right, people automatically assume I support their beliefs and begin attacking me. It always puzzles me.

But, it comes back to one point — some people fundamentally don’t truly believe EVERYBODY has the right to free speech.


31 Things in December: When did you find out ‘The Truth’?

This is the third blog post in a month-long initiative called “31 Things in December.” Check out the list and start blogging!

Yes, Bobby, there is a Santa Claus.

I have to differ with the topic of this post.

The truth is, Santa Claus exists. He exists in each of us — in the love and joy we bring to others this month and throughout the year.

Children know Santa as the jolly, red-suited man bearing gifts. We see him at malls, but never do we find him in our home on Christmas Eve, even though we know he was there. Whether it’s a new doll, video game, a Red Ryder BB gun or gift cards, Santa delights us all, even for one day a year.

As the years pass and gifts under the tree no longer come from a sleigh with eight tiny reindeer, many seem to stop believing. I’ve never understood why people stop believing.

Gifts from Santa only get better as we grow. From toys we lose interest in weeks after they’ve been unwrapped to friendships and blessings at unexpected times of our life.

This post was going to follow a different path, but in the midst of writing it, my good friend Jim informed me of a post by another good friend to me and to many, many people — Ginny Montanez.

Ginny is a Santa. Yes, I realize she’s not 400 years old with a beard that’s three-feet long, and I’ve never heard a jolly “Ho! Ho! Ho!” out of her, but look at all of the good she’s done for so many others.

There’s Jamie and Ali and the help Ginny brought to the orphans in Haiti earlier this year. There’s Christmas Crazy with her and BurghBaby. There’s all of the charities she’s blogged about supporting.

And then there’s Make Room for Kids. Ginny spearheaded an effort to provide in-game entertainment (video games, movies, computers, etc) to patients at Children’s Hospital. Her readers and friends helped her raise something like $15,000 last year around this time.

Then there’s a simple e-mail I sent Ginny a few days ago. I asked her and a few other friends to help promote a friend’s art show. The photographer at the newspaper I work at opens her first art show Friday. Proceeds from the show benefit Ginny’s Make Room for Kids initiative.

I thought Ginny would tweet it a few times, Facebook it and mention it in a blog. And I would have been excited just for that!

But Ginny surprised me when she said she was coming to the show opening. Ginny lives about a billion miles (in Pittsburgh terms) from where the show is. On top of that, her car was damaged in a crash last week or so on the Parkway East.

… and then there was the fire. Las Velas, the Mexican restaurant at Market Square, caught fire Wednesday morning, closing the place and forcing some very hard working staff members out of work right before the holidays.

The LAST thing on Ginny’s mind should be an art show a billion Pittsburgh miles from her home in another county and another area code. Instead, she assured me she was coming.

In her post about the fire, she mentions Kristina’s event and encourages others to attend.

It’s people like Ginny that allow me to keep believing in Santa Claus.