All I can say is thank God we have ‘authorities’ to protect us from our baser instincts and/or biases.
The other thing I can say is, have our bozo moral overseers ever listened to the lyrics of a lot of rap stuff? Man, there is material galore for the collective Mrs. Grundys that keeps us safe from nastiness.
My little bit of pique about the issue of censoring the work of the genuinely creative comes from a little gem of little mindedness I just read about yesterday. It is as follows:
The Dire Straits song Money For Nothing, a staple of classic-rock radio and music-video oldies shows, has been ruled as too offensive for the airways, two and a half decades after its original release.
The Canadian Broadcast Standards Council has found that the word “faggot” in the lyrics breaches the council’s code of ethics. The decision is in response to a complaint against radio station OZ FM in Newfoundland for broadcasting the song last February.
Now, I just finished waxing ‘pissed-off’ a few days ago about the move by a publishing company to censor the N-world in Huckleberry Finn in the name of nouveau sensitivity, and now forces of similar mindset are set to control our freedom to listen to a song by Dire Straits. What a country Canada can be sometimes.
This is Dire Straits, you philistines. This is one of the most intelligent musical ensembles to come around in the last three decades. I reiterate, as I did over Huckleberry Finn, how dare you? I mean, if you want to protect us from awfulness why don’t you ban that excruciatingly godawful Titanic theme thing foisted on the world by Celine Dion? Now that would be a service to society in my esteem.
To be sure ‘faggot’ (unless it is applied to a bundle of sticks trussed up for burning; or as a certain type of meatball in the UK) is a pejorative term pertaining to homosexuals. But (as is the case of Finn) if you regard the reference in context of the song subject it works. And I have never heard any gay friend or associate suggest the song offended them, nor were there any entreaties by the gay community for the ban, to my knowledge.
So, who the hell are these ‘Canadian Broadcast Standards’ folks who make such decisions and why do they have the right to do this? And if they are about expunging the term ‘faggot’ from a pop song why haven’t they assaulted (my much-beloved) Fairy Tale of New York? After all, it contains as sung by the late Kirsty MacColl the line:
“You’re a scumbag, you’re a maggot, a cheap lousy faggot …)
Hmm, maybe I shouldn’t have mentioned that or the boys and girls from the broadcast standards brigade will be on that one, too.
All I can say is that I suffer under the belief that there are actual issues to be addressed in this country, and Dire Straits’ Money for Nothing doesn’t fall into that realm. Shh, don’t tell anybody but I actually have a CD that contains that verboten ditty. Hope I won’t hear jackboots coming up my steps at 2 am.