I may take a trip to Kampuchea next spring break, both because it will help me understand what I’m writing in my book and the fact that I am interested in Khmer culture.
As for the book I’m writing about Pol Pot, The Pol Pot Journals, it is not the usual “making of a nightmare” style book, which has been over done, neither does it glorify Pol. Ever since my first Pol Pot history site was closed due to complaints, which I believe came mostly from American citizens, I’ve decided the time is right to write on a man who many people find interesting, even if they don’t like the large numbers of people who died during his reign.
All the complaints I got were from Americans who went to Cambodia (I’m sure on a guided tour sanctioned by the government) and they felt they could tell me I have insulted the entire population in Kampuchea. I know that isn’t true because the man still has admirers in his own country. And since when can an American speak for all the people in Kampuchea? I would have taken the complaints more seriously if they did not come from some sanctimonious arrogant Americans.
Even if I wrote a book endorsing Pol Pot, we have a free speech amendment in the US and I have every right to say what I want. Those unhappy about it can kiss my ass.
Frank Zappa has stated the obvious. If the first amendment document does not protect words, then we live under fascism. The little pimp from the Washington Times is a fascist pig who wants to use the government as father figure for immature jerks who never learned how to live their own lives since they left their parents home. They should go back home if they need the government to hold their hand and tell them when to and when not to pee.
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