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The New Blacklist

Freedom of speech--unless you annoy the wrong people.

Mar 16, 2009, Vol. 14, No. 25 • By MAUREEN MULLARKEY
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Eat shit and die, c--.

Eat c-- and die, bitch.

You right-wing, heterosupremacist t--.

You are the moral equivalent of a Jewish Nazi. Roast in hell, you filthy c--.

It is one thing to read hate-filled mail on a computer screen. It is something else to have it in hand. At the end of the week, when it started coming to my house, I filed a police report.

Until now, donating to a cause did not open private citizens to a battery of invective and jackboot tactics. While celebrities sport their moral vanity with white ribbons, thousands of ordinary Americans who donated to Prop 8 are being targeted in a vile campaign of intimidation for having supported a measure that, in essence, ratified the crucial relation between marriage and childbearing. Some in California have lost their jobs over it; others worry about an unhinged stranger showing up at the door.

Who was it who predicted that if fascism ever came to the United States, it would come in the guise of liberal egalitarianism?

Maureen Mullarkey is a painter who writes on art and culture.