My latest essay for ANewDomain.net addresses something no one else in the media cares about: the violation of privacy rights represented by the Donald Sterling recording:
Private phone calls are not public statements.
Sterling’s record as a racist was there all along, available to anyone who cared to Google his name. Nothing new has emerged, nothing new is known because of Stiviano’s tape.
If people wanted to protest his racism, they could have, and should have.
Meanwhile, something very precious — the right to talk shit on the phone, even the right of a total jackass to talk shit to his ex-mistress on the phone, with the freedom that only comes with the assumption that only the two people on the call will ever listen to its contents — is in danger.
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