Everyone loves a witch hunt as long as it's someone else's witch being hunted.
When Loughner himself speaks and we find out his real influences are Spiderman, 'Gnome Chomsky,' Taylor Swift, and Dr. Bronner, then what?
Memo to extreme partisans: If you can't bring yourselves to love your enemies, can you at least learn to hate your friends?
Reason leavened with a little wit (if possible) is the real alternative to hate speech, meaning that there's no better time for it.
I've been told my old city possesses a 'thriving arts scene,' whatever that is; personally, I think artists should lie low and stick to their work, not line-dance through the parks.