As with any right, there always those who abuse it. You can easily recognize them because they are usually ones who are first to scream that their rights have been violated. They do this just after they have violated someone else’s rights. Some people ought to keep their mouth shut, it’s just not constitutional to tell them that.

All through history, there have been those who have attempted to impose restrictions on any view that is contradictory to their own by any means necessary. But that’s enough about tyranny and oppression, otherwise known as institution of marriage.

While right to free speech is guaranteed by constitution, ability to say something intelligent, however, is not.

The silence is broken by sergeant. You want to talk about it...you know, tell me how this happened?

It all started so innocently, he said, lowering his guard. A book report here, an essay there. One thing leads to another and before you know it...his voice falters. Before you know it you’re doing lap tops and then word processors. I can’t stop myself. A few words here, a sentence or two there. Then paragraphs, I can’t get paragraphs to stop. They’re in my head!

He didn’t have to say a word, real horror was told in eyes of suspect. The extent of his condition was broadcast by those glazed over eyes from staring for hours at a blank, luminescent monitor. His hand moves slowly toward a keyboard, his fingers began to twitch around keys uncontrollably.

He continues after a pause. The disease spread. At first I’m shoving manuscripts at a few of my friends but there not interested. At first they tried to be nice but soon they avoid me. Now I’m asking total strangers to proof read for me!

A negotiator is called in to defuse terse standoff. We can help, he says. A padded cell, we’ll get you some counseling, and a good treatment program. With any luck, you can beat this. Afterwards, we’ll relocate you, set you up with AA, Author’s Anonymous. Listen to me, I know what you’re going through, it’s happened to me too. An audible gasp fills room, uneasy members of swat team glance at each other nervously.

For first time, suspect appears to consider surrender. He ponders before he replies. What will happen if I don’t turn myself in, he questions?

It will go hard on you, probably incarceration. Maybe even...he falters.

No, suspect gasps, not.. not a rejection letter!

Yes, I’m afraid so!

With that, he surrenders and is escorted to a waiting patrol car to be wisked away. All right, squad leader announces to crowd that gathered around to watch, Go home! It’s all over now. The crisis has been resolved...

...or has it?

Sergeant, a team member urgently cries out. Come here quick! He is obviously in a state of panic. What is it, man?

One of pencils is missing! Someone must have gotten it.

Here we go again!