Pentagon creates Internet news correction division

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/6100906.stm

Well, yet another sad step towards total government control. The Pentagon thinks that some may be manipulating the media, especially on the Internet, to their own ends. Therefore, it's the Pentagon's job to 'correct messages' and 'respond to inaccurate statements.'

To me, this seems more like an effect to clamp down on free speech on the Internet and to skew it towards a favorable view of the U.S. government. Sorry, Rummy, but it appears that world and domestic public opinion is against you. Being unpopular is not an excuse to intimidate people in order to make them change their opinions, which I'm sure is what this new department intends to do, ever so insidiously.

1984, here we come.

First Post

This blog will be dedicated to covering all abuses of power by those that have it, focusing especially on the U.S. government, powerful lobbying/political groups, and powerful industry associations. Our rights as American citizens are being eroded right under our collective nose. Wake up -- it's happening, and unless we stop it, we might continue along this despicable course, turning back the clock to an oppressive dictatorship or the like. Our society already bears some disturbing resemblances to terrible regimes of times past. Let us hope that we never become that evil, but I'm pessimistic...

The name of this blog is taken from the Rage Against the Machine song "Bullet in the Head."

This time the bullet cold rocked ya
A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika
Nothin' proper about ya propaganda
Fools follow rules when the set commands ya
Said it was blue
When ya blood was read
That's how ya got a bullet blasted through ya head

Blasted through ya head
Blasted through ya head

I give a shout out to the living dead
Who stood and watched as the feds cold centralized
So serene on the screen
You were mesmerised
Cellular phones soundin' a death tone
Corporations cold
Turn ya to stone before ya realise
They load the clip in omnicolour
Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time
Sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz
And mutha fuckas lost their minds

Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high

Run it!

Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high

Checka, checka, check it out
They load the clip in omnicolour
Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time
Sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz
And mutha fuckas lost their minds

No escape from the mass mind rape
Play it again jack and then rewind the tape
And then play it again and again and again
Until ya mind is locked in
Believin' all the lies that they're tellin' ya
Buyin' all the products that they're sellin' ya
They say jump and ya say how high
Ya brain-dead
Ya gotta fuckin' bullet in ya head

Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high

Uggh! Yeah! Yea!

Ya standin' in line
Believin' the lies
Ya bowin' down to the flag
Ya gotta bullet in ya head

Ya standin' in line
Believin' the lies
Ya bowin' down to the flag
Ya gotta bullet in ya head

A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
Ya gotta bullet in ya fuckin' head!