Resist censorship by reproducing the disappeared:
(an experiment, part satire)
My child has been morally corrupted by you . . .you, Beatniks. now she is wearing a goatee and playin a bongo drum. She reads books by some drunk named Kerouac and poems by (gasp) homosexuals with obscene titles like "Howls."
It is your fault that my daughter's moral have gone to pot (no pun intended). I will personally petition God to send you all to Hell, where you can read Edgar Scott Fitzgerald and Joyce James and all those other Hippy writers to your hearts firey (dis)content.