Alex Jones is a crackpot. I had heard about him from time to time, always in a negative light from one of the various sources I read or watch. One day, about a year ago, I decided to watch one of his videos. I don't remember the topic he covered but I knew very quickly he was a conspiracy crank. And that was that. I haven't watched him since. His crackpottery has not troubled me since.
Alex Jones is big news today - at least in the places I visit. He has been banned from Facebook, YouTube, Apple, and Spotify in the last 24 hours. That's odd. Why? Well, each of these sites claim that he has broken the rules by spouting hate or some such. Uh huh. So, people
voluntarily clicked on his show and were then offended by his crackpottery and demanded that he be banned less they voluntarily click on yet another of his offensive rants. Okay. If you find him offensive, don't go to his site. Ah, but that isn't the problem. Others go to his site and the would-be censor can prevent them from accessing Jones by lodging complaints. It's a variant of the
denial of service attack.
This is a bad precedent. It is the most recent bad precedent in a string of bad precedents. Too many have accepted the idea that it is appropriate to obstruct the speech of others. Berkley had a riot to prevent people from hearing Milo. Speakers on one side of the aisle are heckled or attacked to prevent or at least disrupt their speech. Free speech is the fundamental principle of a free society, which is why it is listed in the 1st Amendment.
Alex Jones is a nut who spouts conspiracy theories and crazy interpretations of current events. These four social platforms acting in unison like this might be good fodder for a conspiracy theory.
He that would make his own liberty secure, must guard even his enemy from oppression; for if he violates this duty, he establishes a precedent that will reach to himself.
Thomas Paine
They came for Milo Yiannopoulos, and I did not speak out - because I was not a homosexual. Then they came for Alex Jones, and I did not speak out - because I was not a crank. Then they came for me...